The horizons of trembling film landscapes, captured on expired Soviet film, long out of production, developed by hand, break through the closed spaces of the city, reminding of the lost phenomenon of natural borders. For a short time, a person becomes, literally, the bearer of image and sound - he is given power over space, which usually oppresses him. For a while, he can turn it into something new or remind you of something long forgotten, elusive.
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