We see an artist and his fictional character. It is hard to distinguish the difference between him and his creation.
How ambivalent is this relation for the person behind artist/artistic figure?
Which part of his personality does he live in his character: self-doubt or self-love?
Does he run the risk of only seeing his self-reflections as part of his alter ego: as a part beyond himself?
Caught in an expressive persona that believes in the urge to fulfil its image.
If he loves ore hates himself, whom does he love and hate? Who is he, actually?
How do others perceive the artistic character? Is it just a product that can be reduced to a barcode?
And even if it is a barcode, which is printed on every book-cover, doesn’t it – like every individual include a multitude of chapters, pages, numbers and letters?
The questions "Who am I?" "Is it me" are translated into the language of dance and music. They will move in
opposite directions, which only allows snapshots claiming to be the actual self.
Dance sequences are reduced to minimal movements. At the same time the music that undergoes a metamorphosis from a single sound into something rich and highly complex.
In the background we see a rattling display from an airport limiting itself into a single number with bar code. In the end there will only be one line.