A commission which falls through, and there I am left with this desire for an American trip. The so common legend of the road trip.
In New York to follow a couple of stories, this unsatisfied desire pushes me to leave the city. Even if not to go far, not to leave for long.
Those landscapes take root on my film, almost without human figures. Landscape portraits, perhaps.
Which end up as an “almost” newspaper. Which you will throw away. Or not.