“Everything in the world seems to be in danger, even the air, even the light. The world was on fire; there was illness everywhere. We went to the mountains, by the sea, driving for hours through the smoke. In some days of these months, the repetition has been a form of meditation; in others, a premonition of what has already been lost” (Schmitt). Estrangement is felt through landscape: both the projection of an interiority and the reflection of a time in limbo. Beauty and catastrophe coexist. Stillness and a minimalistic voice reflect the persistence of historical times and the eruption of a world in crisis.