We spend half of our lives dreaming - some of us, all of our lives. Ex Ballerina music video moves like a dream - or a nightmare - depending on how you sleep, how you live. Exploring the tension between immersion and awareness moving through a never ending transit with no apparent destination or purpose, existing in a non space.
Recurrent passing attempts arise to wake you in the dystopian reality we sleep in, the signals pass us by without success - only sometimes turning a head. If only you listened to yourself, trusting your malfunctioning intuition, could it be fixed? Wish the signals seeped in a little harder, naivety is bliss.
Contemplating the illusion pulling at the seams of your experiences, you fight for clarity and control lost in the grips of it refusing to fall completely you exist in the tension of the dream space, the non space, the in between. This is that place, the one we never plan to visit.