Two hundred seventy degrees
Fly in silence, see yourself in the dark. Turn your head without looking away, at 270 degrees*.
The dualism between owls and young men is thinned: beasts of a solitary nature, with the peripheral vision of those who always look ahead. Affections, hunting, projections, sky.
Looking at the mythological tales where this animal is often a symbol of clarity as well as a guide in the world of dreams, the images projected on the bodies show the different inner landscapes sometimes individual and sometimes shared, as in the kiss shot, visible to those who are able to look beyond, far away, inside.
Air, dark, quiet, contact. Nocturnal animals.