“We must be still and still moving” (TS Eliot, Four Quartets) ”No more forms, but instead, cinematic relations between unformed elements.” (Deleuze & Parnet, Dialogues)
A crossing through a dark forest. A young woman keeps the wolves at bay with the help of matches. Searching out through the intervals, the chasm, the blank. Enduring. Making one’s own of continuity, suspension, standstill. Originally a video installation for two screens.