THE ABSENTS

       The art of loosing is not a tragedy, it's more of an instant of a history where the protagonist founds him-or herself out of context. 
        The personages shows themselves naked in all senses, epathising their identity, like creatures belonging to a time when loneliness, sadness and restlessness were - because of lack of references - a big part of their way of living. Its presence depends on the lack of many things, it depends on silence. It makes the audience participate like if it all took place in their own living room, and it suddenly transforms itself into a hotel room; a private room where the disaffection id floating in the air.