In the torpor of a summer afternoon crushed by sunlight, falsely deserted spaces are revealed. From one close-up to the next, these sketches seem...

An inevitable march, an exodus or an exile. A town that is abandoned and remembered. On the way, perhaps, there is an end.

It's a journey in a dead place, the need of finding a home. Get trough the grief to understand it.

On another day, a group of policemen guard the outskirts of a city. There is no one else on the streets. They wait for an order to go into action...