Thesis: Walk the dogs
In the haze of our surroundings: drifting and failing with connection. Just like that, escaping from reality and therefore never understanding its behaviour. A dog in our skin, following the river on the other side of the corridor: this is nowhere, and it’s forever.
We follow ‘the other’ in a series of short scenes, all wandering and drowning in their own version of reality. How to breathe in the same room as everyone around you? How to wander around while everyone is there? Keep it up, and secure your surroundings. I had a dream,
and so did you.