il Ponte - 7’35, Sound, Colour, Italy 2011
Dusk. A thin stream of traffic and pedestrians moves across a bridge. Seen against the fading light, the people seem to be their own shadows.The scene is reflected in the slowly moving river below.
Born on a stream of endless change, illusion and reality intermingle: Individuals exchangeable in their anonymity, passing by chance over the bridge; the water flowing toward the sea, the drifting clouds, daylight darkening into night.
Dusk. A thin stream of traffic and pedestrians moves across a bridge. Seen against the fading light, the people seem to be their own shadows.The scene is reflected in the slowly moving river below.
Born on a stream of endless change, illusion and reality intermingle: Individuals exchangeable in their anonymity, passing by chance over the bridge; the water flowing toward the sea, the drifting clouds, daylight darkening into night.
