
I begin by looking closely. I tread on the earth, which, divided by lines, seems endless. In the beginning, there was the seed. Hidden underground, it is condemned to a fleeting existence, with no possibility of renewal. Monocultures have homogenised the landscape to such an extent that I can no longer see what lies beyond, beyond the fields. I imitate the machines that work at night, reversing the natural cycle of plants, which depend on sunlight. Sometimes I challenge myself to enter their labyrinth, hoping to find the end of the field. I repeat these visits until exhaustion, until the sterile fruit is ready to be harvested.
Cast
Recommendations
view all
Afterburn

The Matrix Recalibrated

Monsters of Man

The Captains

Black Box

Books of Blood

Osiris

Megaboa

Altered

Light of My Life

Timescape

Zoe

Spectral

Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker

2073

Parallel

Stargate SG-1: Children of the Gods

What We Left Behind: Looking Back at Star Trek: Deep Space Nine

Slash/Back

Chaos on the Bridge
