After a disaster no one can be the same. Is there anything else to loose when you loose everything? Things in life that we count on and believe as certain disappear at a glimpse. Make us wonder about everything. Whatever weighs on us in excess of our force of endurance, cuts deep into our human existence, to become eventually the cohesive substance of identity that defines how we perceive life.
Through the use, of a language half-rooted in the sub-conscious imagery of symbols, dreams and myth, and half-rooted in the outer world of impressions, biology and human anatomy I attempt to achieve a story of disaster and hope. Describing how life can be renaissance from ashes.