I AM FEELING SOMETHING

There is a landscape and there is a film. A film with subtitles and sounds that confuse us. Presences and absences that are, in the end, enigmas as time passes, or does not pass. There were people and animals and wind. But within the unrest there is also laughter. Stories sensed through kisses and escapes and hunters… Clearings, olive groves, and echoes that overcome the passage of time.