A sense of narrative, dependent on an occurrence in space and time, emerges from the photographs. However, not only do they take place at abstract, principally unspecified sites—'a forest', 'a beach', ' a desert'—they also wholly dissolve the distinction between the documentary, the staged and the imaginary.
Magnificent and grand as they may be, the works contain no epic dimension, nor a yearning for such. For Berlowitz, the plain, the ordinary, the "non event" is a marvelous space for exploration. The works blend fragments of memories, places and times, which hold a potential for violation of order and liberation, unstitching the narrative structure by blurring the boundaries between the real and the imaginary. The photographs create ex-territories which involve both solitude and foreignness, but at the same time contain tenderness, intimacy and the fragility of a dream. The camera work is especially exquisite, meticulous and refined, yet seems to function as still another means of camouflage. Behind the pure beauty lurks thick emotional, mental and moral darkness.