have we made it across the plain of night

In one night, we are let into the bedrooms of 8-12 of Amsterdam’s inhabitants. In these bedrooms, the inhabitants are sharing an intimate experience with another: a new partner, an old partner, a friend. A gravitational pull takes us through the night as through their separateness, the various inhabitants become more and more linked – a phone screen in one room brings us to a TV screen in another –a window overlooking canal-side houses brings us to the interior of another – the holding of a face in one bed follows through to someone tracing another’s nose in another bed – the receding hairline of one person takes us to the baldness of another.