Everyday occupations, some domestic tools, fruits, light, rope and many hands. Hands that dig in the earth, that cut, that cook, that touch, rip, wash, squeeze, erase, press, push. The sound of domestic spaces and its silence. Red flowers one summer. Flowers blooming in our throats is a cinematic poem in response to the worldwide pandemic of 2020.
In the presence of Eva Giolo
Commissioned and produced by in between art films for the project Mascarilla 19 – Codes of Domestic Violence