Frozen Silences
2020

Alone behind my window, I listen to howling sirens that punctuate the frozen silences which have settled over the last few weeks. As the radio news comes on for the tenth time of the day, I hear the unbearable number of victims which continues to rise. Just as a George Orwell’s dystopian tale, the increasing omnipresence of medias, social control, propagandas and meaningless bans punctuates now my daily life. What I thought at the time was an ephemeral phenomenon is now transforming my relation to others, to the city, to nature. Faced to this scenery in apnea, I suddenly realise that, alone, we are more vulnerable than ever.