I had no wings

The wheels were turning. I sat in the backseat and closed the windows. I sat separated from the driver. I stopped asking about our direction and how we are getting there, a long time ago. All roads lead to the same destination anyway. I found comfort in the solitude, the thick glass kept the noise out. I look out of the window, I see movement that is frozen, and I see change that is negated.

My breaths were quick and short as I sat in the back seat. Eventually I calmed down and caught my breath, I looked back at my life and found that over the years I had lost my feet and I had no wings. I realized I had become weak and crippled. I am approaching the end of the road, but the wheels will continue to turn.

I Had No Wings questions the symbolism of designated spaces and focuses on the experience of being in the backseat of a moving car. The images and sounds in this project were filmed from the back seat of a car driving around the streets of a city in Saudi Arabia. This project addresses the physical and ethereal states of being captured in a moment where you float between the present and future. Where many find themselves when the environment surrounding them is in a state of negation.