2’46”
2016
On Monday evenings they gather around under the dome in their sanctuary.
In a perfect circle they arrange their sitting. With one child, standing in the center, holding the majestic rope with both of his hands. The child spins around blinded by a glare reflection of the rope, while everyone is humming synchronously.
One Monday evening a little girl stepped into the center of the circle and the ritual began. After hours of spinning, the girl unexpectedly dropped the rope. The moment the rope touched the floor the humming stopped, leaving the room in silence, except for the sound of the scattering rope.
Screening in Institut Francais
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