2. Final Synopsis
The story follows a young man wandering the lonely city streets, with the sun slowly setting on a
cold late afternoon. He’s running away from the unavoidable truth. He feels lost. Not only feeling
outside of this world, but also outside his own body as well. Some would call him an outcast, but
not in the traditional sense. Perhaps he's the cause of that outside perception and finds solitude in
loneliness. Throughout his journey, he occasionally catches quick glimpses of a mysterious passing
figure. Looming in the shadows and disappearing in an instance upon a second look. He follows it
in an attempt to find answers, as he desperately longs for emotional/human connection What
follows can only be described as an absolute downfall, one for which he is responsible. It begins to
rain and the street lights begin to bleed into the dark night sky. The rain washes off the bruises of
the past, however scraping him down to the core in return and exposing the deep truth that he’s
been searching for this entire time.
Prisoners
2013
3. I am to some extent writing about my past self, who I used to be and who I want to leave behind here. Not
as a memory or signature, but instead a something that stands for my past failures and mistakes. Something
that can stay here and let time rot away on it as I move forward, finding myself further away from it with
every passing day. I as perhaps I needed to see that, my fears and insecurities in full display. A self-
reflective study of sorts. A self-portrait. It is simultaneously meant to survey as an homage to a city in which
I’ve lived for nearly 5 years and yet can’t escape the feeling of strange whilst walking its streets at times, as
a barely know them in reality.
Personal Connection
Wings of Desire
1987
Paris, Texas
1984
