Inner empty

Sunday afternoon. The best time to install the new automatic home security system. All I need is my magnifying glass so I can read the manual. But where the hell have I put him?

A little post-apocalyptic dream.

5+1 images for the absurdity of the struggle. A collective production.

An elderly florist and his van arrive on her day retirement. His son convinces him to retire the old and now useless one his van when...

When the taps of a remote town stop running, its inhabitants seek salvation in the repetition of an informal sacrifice.