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Competition 1: Missing Parts
When Flowers Dream of Us
Robert Minassian حين تحلم بنا الزهور, LB, 2025, 5', DCP
After the explosion, only silence remains. The land is cracked, the roots exposed, the air heavy with dust. Red flowers once covered this place. Now only ash and the memory of their color. A voice speaks in Asfouri, the lost language of birds, calling out to the soil, to what might still listen. There are no people left, only the echo of his words scattered through the wind. When we are gone, will the flowers grow again? And if they do... will they remember us enough to dream of us?
Wed 23/9 Kino Kinoteka 18:00
