Reflection

The world seems to blur and reassemble in a foreign reflection - a little ghostly, a little dependent, but strangely calm. Everything around becomes a filter, a rose-tinted glass through which it is easier to breathe and easier to believe that ‘this is how it should be.’ Somewhere between fears and dreams, the illusion of a castle in the clouds appears, and it seems that if you look only into these eyes, reality is no longer so prickly.

Director and editor: Pinkshift