A film by Anke Feuchtenberger.
The hare woman howls at the moon. Is she awake or is she asleep? Ascent and crash, attraction and repulsion.
The planets rumble, the bean grows to the sky, the mother smiles sweetly or turns away. With the masks of care and carelessness the hare woman goes through the female tides. The kiss does not land where he is supposed to and one’s life is but a prelude dreamed by someone else.
Rough drawn, without coloring and accurately fitting mask, the film was invented and developed during drawing.