In life there are storms that pass you without making any noise. When such a storm arrives, we only hear silences all around. It leaves no trace behind it and gently makes its exit unannounced. When you enter the room, you find nothing unchanged, and everything is just the way you left it in the morning before rushing to work. The bedsheets slept in; the blinds left open. But as you shut them taking in the view outside and as you turn back in... you realize… it is too late, and your world has already sunk.

Featuring doors and windows undeterred by the silent storms of life.