Kostantis Papakonstantinou

A lyrical documentary film, an elegy to Epirus that fades away, but also to Epirus that survives. A love song for those who stayed, for those who migrated, for its musicians and its unique nature. A journey to Giromeri, Thesprotia, during the Easter days. Through the cinematic lens, we observe the everyday life of this little village and search for the roots of a very special tradition. An attempt - contrary to the relentless digitization of our times - to keep the analog memory of the Greek countryside alive: a life memento.

Anestis is waiting at a rural bus stop. Once it arrives, he embarks at an unusual journey to the end.

A teenage girl, in an every day routine, takes the same old bus from her house to the beach and back again, on her back she carries a small container in which she collects fresh sea water. When she comes back in the house the door closes behind her, leaving us confronted with the closed door. During the movie we will witness this daily route, we wont have a glimpse of what's going on inside the house, not until the last moment.

From the perspective of dancing , music, costumes and semantics, the content and the synthesis is a blend of traditonal and contemporary dancing and aesthetics. The two women act in the space as individulas from one hand but also as a small collectivity in the other. Through poetic images and movement they introduce themselves to the ideas of liberty, identity and collective memory of their homeland. Dancing along with the elements of nature as a driving force, the collective unconsious is flowing through their bodies in order to find for themselves their grounding and self-awareness. Carrying alongside the traumatic memory of their land are trying to find their own standing in life as persons and women.

From the perspective of dancing , music, costumes and semantics, the content and the synthesis is a blend of traditonal and contemporary dancing and aesthetics. The two women act in the space as individulas from one hand but also as a small collectivity in the other. Through poetic images and movement they introduce themselves to the ideas of liberty, identity and collective memory of their homeland. Dancing along with the elements of nature as a driving force, the collective unconsious is flowing through their bodies in order to find for themselves their grounding and self-awareness. Carrying alongside the traumatic memory of their land are trying to find their own standing in life as persons and women.