Petter Baiestorf Movies

Flatus, the elf of joy, plays his wind music on a summer night in the enchanted forest of wet taras and the pulsating pleasure of eternal orgy.

Drunken poet declaims a surreal poem.

A family of outsiders is attacked by a possesed bowl of noodles.

The dream is the only right that cannot be forbidden.

A backward mass, as catechizing as evangelical fanatics or Catholic heads.

The failure of humanity as a society in noiseharsh chords and images of well-constructed chaos

A bunch of drunks at a party. Video poetry.