Valentine Moser

Mouvement, sur le toit de la ville béton

They have a job that suits them, enjoy their colleagues and take time to enjoy the simple things around them. They wake up every morning next to their loved one. Yet they no longer enjoy anything, constantly being pushed around by a society that demands more and more of them, and burdened by problems that are beyond them.

Mouvement, sur le toit de la ville béton

They have a job that suits them, enjoy their colleagues and take time to enjoy the simple things around them. They wake up every morning next to their loved one. Yet they no longer enjoy anything, constantly being pushed around by a society that demands more and more of them, and burdened by problems that are beyond them.

Mouvement, sur le toit de la ville béton

They have a job that suits them, enjoy their colleagues and take time to enjoy the simple things around them. They wake up every morning next to their loved one. Yet they no longer enjoy anything, constantly being pushed around by a society that demands more and more of them, and burdened by problems that are beyond them.

Peel

In a hidden place, the daily routine of a retirement home unfolds as time seems to stand still. The penciled residents come to life on paper. Some are active, others rest or follow a fixed schedule that repeats each day: medication, meals, games… Around them, machines are flashing, caregivers are busy and crucifixes remind them of the death that lies in wait. Time fades away and a forest stretches out nearby.