“one’s a company, two’s a crowd and three’s a party”

2’28” super 8  b/w





to start with, bare trees suggesting bad omen, the branches bending in the strong wind.

a wriggling fish, a white crocodile, a man smoking on the bank of the big river, not knowing where his gaze wanders.

city ​​pigeons perpetually on the search for food.

a Warhol quote appears while homeless people and owners of fight dogs meet.

A cafe has seen better days, subdued activity in the train station area, trees sway in the wind once more and decorate devastated facilities of public life.

coming and going on a staircase leading to the metro, pigeons are picking up our remains and set themselves up for the showdown of the film.