Sotiris Charizanis

Hermetically sealed and sunk in non-chronological qualities of time, the experience of the wound is always relived torturously, quoting a series of dualities: immobility-movement, inactivity-activity, absence-presence, alienation-proximity, pain-pleasure. Seven long takes represent the wound as something that probably pre-exists and then takes place in an (anti-)erotic situation.

There was light and it was brutal. The shadows could not heal. The Boy had fallen into sleep. The Girl was recalling and the sand was everywhere.