Emeline Herrera – A Moment of Bewilderment
Corridors go around in circles and doors lead nowhere. Only artificial light passes through the blinds. There is dust on the ceiling and you realise that these hands do not belong to you. Something is wrong, you are confused. Just before the dust settles on the floor and radiates on your body, you should leave. When you come back to reality, it is already too late. There is no way to prevent this. There is no coming back. Some elements are made to stay and others to vanish. Studio A. Set 1: somewhere in a moment of bewilderment.