An image as a projection surface for the unspeakable.
Us, between closeness and alienation.
Mutually unfamiliar.
A provoked relationship, a fleeting openness.
What do you expect? Do you also carry the silent wish in you to let go of the expected? Just for this one moment.
The moment is brittle, incomplete.
What happens to us when we don’t allow trust to grow, but force it in the ‘now’?
The image as an interstice. Time doubles.