In a realm embroidered with the threads of history's battles, the human form transforms into a poignant landscape, echoing the violence etched upon its land and people in the tapestry of the Arab land.

“Postmodernism represents a moment of suspension before the batteries are recharged for the new millennium, an acknowledgment that preceding the future is a strange and hybrid interregnum that might be called the last gasp of the past.”
– Gilbert Adair

In my "The Stream series", I have expressed the transformation of landscapes as a result of the interactions between humans and nature.? In "The Stream XIII", the 13th in the series, I focused on how the landscape is transformed when the wind as a weather phenomenon streams through the fields and reed fields cultivated by humans. For sound effects, I used the sound of a wind chime. A wind chime consists of a bell made of iron with a weight suspended by a string inside. When the wind blows, the weight rings inside by wind pressure. I used the wind chime to perceive the invisible presence of wind as sound. And also we can perceive the invisible presence of wind as visualized wind ripples in the fields. I expressed the invisible scenery through sound and images.

Into "Encounters at the End of the World", Werner Herzog writes: "There are deeper states of truth in cinema, and there is a kind of poetic, ecstatic truth. It is mysterious and elusive and can only be grasped through invention, imagination and stylisation'. This is the impression that Alberto Baroni's films give. In front of Le monde (a new card, after La force, of the Major Arcana of the Tarot), one feels suspended on the elusive ridge where reality and fiction overlap, as in a Fata Morgana, in a revelatory mirage. Through the figure of the mystic Mirabai of Merta, who wrote down everything she saw before she left the world, through sharp images documenting signs of life, Baroni tries to immerse himself in reality, to make transparent what is hidden, to pull back the curtain and see what lies beyond the first appearance. Pictures that follow a double movement, one centripetal, penetrating deep inside, the other centrifugal, towards a distant space. It is from the meeting of these two movements that an ecstatic truth emerges, a level of truth much deeper than that of everyday reality.

The trudging scientists lure nocturnal life with their lamps. We walk around in the dark waiting for animals to occasionally appear; trying to be attentive, but constantly distracted by the lights of city life. From the disoriented organisms to the ever-present airplanes drifting above, disparate observations at night in an ever more illuminated world.

A machine dreams.

Like a single film frame, insects flash for the fraction of a second, only to immediately withdraw from the field of vision again. In between their flickering body fragments, the film shows undefinable voids. What can be seen when familiar filters of vision and the narratives associated with them are missing? Warning: This film contains flashing lights which may not be suitable for photosensitive epilepsy.

The film is a contemplation of life through the prism of war. It is a premonition of global world changes... and a hope for the prudence of humanity. Human beings live in a world of memories, fears and passions, dreams and hopes. In our memories, we increasingly want to return to the world of childhood - summer, where joy and light reign, as opposed to cruel reality, loneliness and existentialism. But it is becoming more and more difficult to get into this world, to dissolve at least mentally in the sun's glare. This film is about man in nature and nature in man, about cyclicality, the beginning and the end - the path to eternity. Autumn is heading towards winter, and we are so eager for light.

Marl seeks the deep inner caverns and that which breathes in the dark. A quiet journey to the heart of stone and the unexpected light that penetrates within. The veins of the rock, lost stones, the desolation and small life. Only to leave you there with an ever-changing perspective on this mysterious landscape.