"Our hands cannot resurrect. Set amongst the shadows of a grainy, dystopian landscape, We Are Without is a visual response to life, death and self-delusion..." — SJ Ramir
An anonymous figure moves through a harsh and inhospitable landscape.
After travelling by foot through a dark, woodland forest, a figure enters into a desolate, desert-like world.
An examination of physical space that is no longer occupied.
A valley starved of light.