It felt like a Pink Floyd album; the music gave it unity and it was slowly taking you on a trip from beginning to end, you could not break apart the images, they were all part of one score. It was a very trippy experience, and I didn’t mind at all not getting the language, I didn’t feel I was missing a piece.
Ali

For me it was all about dimensions: from 1 to 2 to 3 dimensional space; the bubble wrap gave the impression of pixels on the window and they made the whole experience 2 dimensional. The light tubes were one dimensional. When she was dancing behind the glass you could see 2 x 2D images one on top of the other: her figure behind the glass (pixelated) and on top of it her shadow projected on the glass. When the door opened and we saw the real 3 dimensional space it was like I suddenly realized the depth that I was missing, and it became very very personal.
Eva

I loved the end scene in her room, I could relate to it 100%. It was like seeing me in the lockdown. She was too far to see her facial features and that somehow made it more relatable to me, she could be anyone, she could be me.
Ariadni

For me it was the forest scene; how the green light was reflected through the bubble wrap, I could see the image of standing at the foot of a huge forest looking up at the play of the leaves with the sunlight – it just really created that image for me. I think I understood how abstraction works. You don’t need all of it, you might just make meaning with one thing! (e.g. the green light=forest)
Iris

The pieces of text sounded very different to one another but really it was like one poem, I think the whole thing was closing in on her, it was a process of becoming more personal; starting from talking about irrelevant things like the world map or the forests and ending up with her father’s death. I loved the piece of text with his soul flying out the window, it gave me the chills.
Eva