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Friday, 15 May 2009

The Tape 4

This tape was shot during an event. A family went to the supermarket. During the shopping their son remained unusually quiet. He begged for nothing. No sweets. No games. He disappeared but the parents did not notice. Stepping back to their car, they were a couple again. The son took the bus and talked to his imaginary friend.

The Tape 1

This tape was shot during an event. People danced on bus shelters. Feet printed on the dirty glass, ectoplasms with whom other stretched shapes, arms and legs, were united from a distance. Arms intermingled. At the end of the twentieth century music video directors created ad libitum this view of dancing under glass, but it then led to space derealization. People thought everything would exceed the limits. Space and time.