The City unfolds, dissolves into Local Air, fills the spaces between spaces, and accidentally pokes our senses with blurry, distant aches. Personal points, collective subconscious, spiritual neurons of Genius Loci.
Vilnius Windows Explorer is like a panorama of various tonal accidents, associated with the specific area. Things that spark for a moment, sounds that flash nearby, touching only with the bare end of wings. An expanded artifact, thus becoming an ephemeral sound monument. A small strange statue in the sea of existence.
