This work seems to be videotaping a real galaxy from a telescope.
I am searching for Love while screaming, but he seems to have been disappeared for those who are listening.
This act reflects on the one hand the spasmodic research of love of the human being, on the other hand the changeless state of reality.
The unique real answer to this act is the echo of one’s own voice that responds promptly and bitterly to its appeal.
The video captures the debris on the surface of the lake Como at night.