In a dark town lives a woman in a baroque plastic world. When she falls asleep in a crip, she dreams from nature. Not a living, but a frightening, nearly dead nature. There she fallows a pheasant deep into the forest where she eats dead insects. Meanwhile the town gets “living” and becomes an enormous accumulation of building parts. Inside the being changes, too: The woman abandons her glorious but suffocating dress and floats between being frenzied and liberated- from the existence she can't escape from. The images of this work let you think about philosophical and psychological themes, throughout there aren't any spoken words.