Dropped into the Ether
Ether, the clear sky, the upper regions of air beyond the clouds. It is also a pleasant-smelling colourless volatile liquid that is highly flammable. It is used as an anesthetic so that one can endure a period of extreme pain and yet be conscious.
I'm thinking of India - My country gravely indisposed. Numbness is the opposite end of the reverb.
A collection of stills and moving images are animated by spoken words resulting in a micro-narrative of a peculiar but ubiquitous condition- a state of mind, bewildered, disconnected-delusional, drowning in apathy. The thoughts stripped bare of any direct tangible reference point - as if anesthetized. They float on an abstract plane in such a way that it may as well be a film about the earth and the moon and the codfish and a red arsed baboon, but the latter is nowhere to be found.