A man lives alone in a block of flats. He may not be able to put a finger on it, but he is lonely. All this changes, though, when the odd growth he has been ignoring on his side turns out to be something alive and becomes conscious.
The museum-like calm of historical clay figures and vessels from different epochs is over, as voices from the present begin to drive them. The dictate of efficiency results in an oppressive endless loop of busy standstill.
The opening of an annual flower show sets the stage for this elusive, hand-drawn animation that explores the underlying fabric of our society. While little girls are dressed up for the occasion, the older women are dealing with a completely different set of expectations. Seemingly stuck between sensual plays and discomforting gazes, will any of these girls ever find an escape from this yearly ritual?
