‘Golven rollen tollen, rollende tollende, golven rollen tollen.’ I see the city as a sea with endless waves, bikes, cars, people, animals, machines, trees, streets, houses, …Sometimes I drown in this sea, the waves clash against me, I take them…

‘There was a time I was kind to myself but the moment I realised you are participant, your own trainer and judge, nothing was ever good enough.’ A portrait of a young woman. Short scene’s follow each other up. All…