Flags are planted. Hands are held. First steps are taken on new worlds. And then the giant lets out a stream of black piss and pees a brand new universe. Reason enough for the two creatures who landed in the new spot with the giant to jump into the vast blackness. Love in outer space. They become one with the new world. Solar Walk follows the journey of individuals and their creations in space. In its series of sequences and situations, Solar Walk recalls the liberating effect of automatic writing, which was employed by the surrealists in the 1920s as the basis for a new kind of creativity. They saw automatic writing as a possibility to activate the unconscious, spontaneous, dream-like and repressed elements of human inspiration. Space as a place for reflecting on one’s own behaviour and the question of perception. Every action is only then meaningful when something is truly created or when one is really taking care of someone else. Every action is only existent from the perspective of the individual itself. ‘Whoever you are. Where you are. And whatever you are. You are in the middle,’ Alan Watts reflects in David OReilly’s Everything (Berlinale Shorts 2017). Bucsi pursues this question further, entering into a dialogue.