A reconciliation of the subject and the object, in wood, graphite and electricity.
Discarded pencils recall their best work and regret their worst mistakes. All the paper is lost now and their memory is defective. Without guidance they drift aimlessly, endlessly reiterating their private histories.
Reclaiming secret spaces in the name of unseen powers.
Filmed in a counter-colonial territory, an American military base in England, this represents a private campaign against entropy, a vain attempt to reverse the process of decay and reject the conventional symbolism of the circle.