The river runs, almost in complete darkness. Some small and light head of froths break the dark surface. Floating along the silent and slow moving water, the white dots of the froth seem to disolve into the three dimensional space.
They are gaining depth with an poetic value that is loosing connection to the real state of this stretch of water.
»For Irmer, geographical location does not play a decisive role. It is a special pictorial mood that she seeks – not the cool distance of documentary film, not the loquaciousness of narrative cinema, but a quiet poetry. «