 Paito seems to lie on the edge of Taipei. At least, we see mostly hilly countryside and meadows, with a wind which permits life to take form, and Schreiner in the foreground, surrounded by the wind, as he reacts, and then later as he remembers, seeing things in a new light through his material: layers of experience, the beauty between experience and memory, taking on meaning in this fracture. (Olaf Möller)