taktok — chapter II: Encore for No One

A performance nobody attended. The walls applaud so the room doesn't have to. The fog shows up on time; the audience never does. A face rehearses its own constellations, quietly, cheek by cheek.

Here the body becomes the entire production — stage, costume and special effect at once. Hair rises like a crescendo through three acts. A shed silhouette stands in the corner like a costume returned after the show. And somewhere, a bow is held a second too long, just in case.

Shot like a photograph, built like a dream. An encore for no one — taktok plays it anyway.