PRR
The house is not a special setting. It's a large space within a common housing complex, with a large yard, a floor that has seen a lot of things fall, people entering, people leaving. The street inside the condominium is never completely quiet: a child screaming in another house, someone calling from the gate, a motorcycle passing slowly. Nothing announces conflict, but conflict happens. Nothing announces affection, but it shows up when it comes. Inside, there is no talk about feelings or attempts to organize life into pretty rules. People live together because they share the same space, the same time and the same authority. Child questions, child tests limits, child is beaten, cries, stops, comes back. Nobody dramatizes. No one apologizes for existing like that. It's real everyday life, without captions explaining what is right or wrong.
About PRR
The house is not a special setting. It's a large space within a common housing complex, with a large yard, a floor that has seen a lot of things fall, people entering, people leaving. The street inside the condominium is never completely quiet: a child screaming in another house, someone calling from the gate, a motorcycle passing slowly. Nothin...Read more