JFDR 'Wires'

The old houses with the porch we sat in middle land, not moving, everything half almost not to sea flat square. The wave and the moments between being in love again in fresh wind stuck to ghost that is heavy air. I opened a window where the stream currents on million wavelength of hearts talking long before the lips move, that said the sage, purple wisdom.

Directed by Áslaug Magnúsdóttir
Filmed and edited by Victoria Sendra