In this film, the artistic transformation of the objects of reality reaches the pinnacle of the author’s alteration of this reality. The author’s thoughts and words anticipate the appearance of visual images crystallised from flickering impressions of reality, composed in a manner that is eloquent yet austere, fantastic yet truthful. In this voyage the names of people and places are alienated. Neither landscapes nor portraits convey distinctive marks of today’s life, but rather the unchanging generic features of various sources of human existence. Only the director’s will leads us to the point of convergence. When, following him through deserted rooms of a museum at night, in old 16th century Dutch paintings we recognise the elusive warmth of life and our eternal yearning for a voyage – so that we may return – to one another. For art alone can give us the unique chance to take part in this cycle.