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Nocturne



 

Empty bottles in unreal world, used plastic, useless and unworthy...or maybe not...


Discover the beauty behind superficiality. Handle and interact in an absurd dream, an istant in wich world's laws are changed: day is night, water is solid, you're neither awake
nor sleeping, "junk" is a precious gem...


In the evening's shadow, borders are blurred; between what is visible and what is unvisible, between reality and fantasy, to find out still being able to be amazed and between possible and impossible, to see what we usually ignore even if it's always in front of us. Everything is nocturnal,
undefined,unreal...but true more than ever.






 

Silence



 

 

The value of listening, perceive... sharpening perception and keeping ears up may open us gates to whole new worlds inaccessible otherwise.



The silence put us in listening, the main comunication tool, only the silence may show us something new, only being silent we can notice something new, experience something new, understand something new...

A different world is offered to you in silence, a new world to understand; behind a door  that will open to anyone who is able to perceive it.  

Silence



 

Carillon



 

An escalation of graphic transformation and visual crosses can give birth to sound.

Joining Wheels and guts rotation, they separate, interact, create illusions,
huge and small shapes in movement.


A music box is a rare object, out of date and obsolete... the sound is soft, delicate;
can gift hard to hear sensations, for a keen ear.

Appareances. What is more evident, often is non as important as what is barely visible, but the attention of the few
is to what is harder to notice.

In "Tempo Morto" ("Dead Time") the focus is on the invisible. Visions in confusion communicate with what is hidden, an invitation
to focus the attention beyond apparencies; for those who know where to look.
An emotional journey to drive somebody and 
to distract someone else...

Tempo Morto



 

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