Campaign Film for Ann Demeulemeester
Director | Stylist | Casting | Editor2024
My sorrowful soul sings silently, lullabies for dreamers. The eyes of lies like ice, as they look through me. The stain of vein to remain, continues to paint me. My body inevitably sculpted by you, hidden within a crafted facade.
The three are one, they intertwine, one tries to be quiet, the other starts to questioning again. They talk to each other, they fight each other, and eventually they dim in exhaustion.