“Gravitation” is a film project set in a fictional, isolated micro society in the Sahara, reflecting repression and fear. This book serves as the storyboard, emphasizing the filmmaker's struggle to convey atmosphere through drawings versus photography. It aims to clarify the relationship between film, photography, and painting.
What if the place of my childhood holidays, left my memory and looks now completely different? There isn't a speculative fiction features behind the pictures of that time. The reality is past and has ominously, irrevocably broken down. At first glance, it seems to be the place and people I met and I know, but soon becomes clear that I am wrong: the pictures don't show me what my memory expect it to see; the people aren’t where they should be, it is not that I knew. The laws of time are working and everything seems to follow them. The feeling of guilty attempt it´s respect, reject full the meaning of logic, giving a limited of its own content. No one will ask how or why this exception to clear narration managed to insert itself into their world as a place with a representative meaningful as such. The place and time works as an Illusion, an objective Illusion, an intimate choice which split over, spreading across the rest of my brain. It could be a being oddity, but it could also be an apocalypse in a nutshell, which is caused by a some kind of transgression our awareness.
A a photographic journey around Cairo of the year 2007. The black& white pictures show a real side of the life in this huge City. A visual poem, a book to read and watching. A night in the city. by Adrian Alecu Light is coming from the street lamps, and illuminating the shadows. A young man is sitting at a table, eating a small meal at a restaurant patio facing the street. On the other side of the street a bus is coming. People are getting off. I take a few pictures and go further with my small camera. I try not to be observed, and not to disturb. The street, a neverending stage with acting people. These people have no names, they have no stories. Where did they come from and where are they going, who knows? What is the difference between ”come” and “go”? Maybe the time they are taking. They are my protagonists, and our guide through this film. And if there is no dialogue the pictures have to do it, to communicate to each other. That ́s my aim, maybe also because I don ́t believe in contemplation.