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5 min
The butterfly mime is getting up but there is no one left to watch the show. Skin, eyes, walls, wings, hair, sun, earth. An old song of tomorrow A musical and visual poem shot in between new and old industrial cities featuring butterflies - live creatures and embroidered ones - as a shared collection of pictures. A two wings film.
| Name | Character | Team | |
|---|---|---|---|
| Vera Hector | Le mime | Unowned |