Metallic structures emerge above the horizon line, the earth intervenes and becomes a space of action for the bodies. Places, actions, words overlapped, bodies that become machines, machines that become bodies. The landscape appears dislocated, fragmented, multiplied. The territory folds and retracts, giving rise to various perspectives; the scale, the points of view and references become the abstract figurative and conversely, the apparently immediate is preserved. Active industrial structures, power plants and obsolete machines of a Scientific Instrumentation Center become the loom of a hypothetical narrative. They take center stage and give rise to a space where the borders of time and reality are blurred, where words become strokes and sounds become visible.

If dystopianism refers to a negative imaginary of the future of an oppressed society, it should have no place here. We find ourselves in a space where reality and fiction converge, the intangible machinery of communication shows its contours, there are words that acquired a body in a film that becomes witness and memory.

A top-down point of view captured from a helicopter, metals, enormous columns of smoke and scientific machinery immerse us in temporal layers, in a place where imagination and memory intermingle, weaving stories that invite us to ponder on our humanity  and our perceptions.

Text: Yese Astarloa