Clove

“A nine-year-old boy is seen in a dark and sometimes sinister setting with an older boy, perhaps a brother, and a young woman who could be the mother. Bare light directed frontally on the nude bodies like a flash bulb adds a stark directness to the expressionism. In a climactic scene the nude boy lies at the feet of the woman, her swirling red satin dress caressing him in re-photographed dream motion”