Through fragments of Pictures, through cracks, we witness love, anger, murder as an extreme action, and Midea’s “exile”, already decided. Memories of function, revenge, punishment. Love is the Memory. And Jason’s absence –even as a black and white picture–, is exactly the admission of her big love. The music comes from central Asia, it’s her own memory, a past that becomes the future as well. A return into Mourning, without any guilt.