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<blockquote>How does one relate to a world of things that are passing? Are we a part of it? Or are we just looking at it? And what about the body—is it something that we ''are'' or that we ''have''? There is an ambivalence here that prompts the question: could this be the origin of all melancholy?
In ''Songs for a Passerby'' you will autonomously walk through a musical dreamscape shown in a VR headset. You are following your own 3D mirror image and on the way you will pass by various scenes: a dying horse, a choir of murmuring people, two playing dogs.
''Songs for a Passerby'' is a meditative quest that allows you to step outside reality for a moment and look at yourself. As a puppeteer of your own body you will be entering a poetic space where the melancholy question arises: is this me passing by moments, or is it rather the moments passing by me?</blockquote>