VLINDER (2019)

“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days…” (John Keats) Where do we go when we lose consciousness, when we dream, when the world fades in our memory? Where would one´s soul wander, if we let it fly free? Only butterflies know that secret. A privilege they pay with an ephemeral existence. They are the ones who can travel the blurry line between illusion and reality. According to an Eastern legend, the human soul possesses the ability of becoming incarnate as such beings while sleeping. What if life was beyond understanding, on the other side of sanity? Maybe each misstep could open new doors, leading us closer to whom we really are. But upon awakening, like philosopher Zhuangzi, we will always wonder if we had dreamt that we were butterflies… or if we had been dreamt.