He’s somewhere between thirty and forty. Perhaps fifty. Maybe sixty. He wants to play. Without prescription. He wants to stamp. And to stomp. And to run. And to leap from chair to chair.
In the complex landscape of Schizophrenia, I imagine Compassionate Care should not be absent. Care that is unconditional. Care that is full of hope and of possibility.
In this time of visceral chaos what if this were the last time I were to see you. Might the possibility of words left unsaid haunt the rest of my days …
Doña Chona seems tired but she isn’t frightened. The frightened you see deep in the eyes of most human beings. A frightened that hides itself well. A frightened that quietly shouts its assumption of isolation, and of loneliness.
‘Perhaps the lives of those close to us cry out for us to take notice of our own.’ This is a film about family. And the challenge and opportunity of unconditional acceptance.
If I am to be entirely honest you would be a fool not to give this you full and undivided attention for its full and undivided duration. I imagine the experience will contribute in ways you might not be able to place words against. It is a profound wondering about the experience of life, death and cancer.
Carlos Enrique Araujo has experienced perhaps the greatest of all tragedies. Yet he chooses to see the world, and those in it, through a quite unexpected lens. Perhaps it points us to the whereabouts of true wealth.
What you will see here, in this astonishing 89 seconds, is a normally reserved man speak from his very depths with no filter to the world. As his wife of many years sat just 12 feet away. Filmed in front of a ‘Soul Biographies Live’ Audience.
A Portrait Series that has set out to capture the very human experience of Schizophrenia. Such experience might have something to show us all.
Might we all have a part to play in the life of another? This film captures the experience of an extraordinary soul. From the holocaust to the delights of the London Underground. Meet Alison. 93. Alive. Very alive.