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.
Living through the protracted experience of dispossession, Jeff Mitchell alongside others has seen a way through the pain of generations. Some in the Klamath Basin have a collective realization that when one truly knows another there is the vast possibility to transform everything.
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.
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.
The carer to a partner with a debilitating illness so often carries a vast unseen weight. A weight that can change so much. In the uncontrollable vulnerability of such a journey, one might break wide open. And in such fracture might exist vast questions.
In the protracted and often violent Klamath Conflict over land and water there have been those who have led the difficult work towards truth and understanding. Becky is one. Her perspective relevant to all human conflict.
Conflict is universal. I imagine each conflict is reflective of all others. The Klamath Conflict is notorious. I imagine it will reflect shards of your world. If not more. And point to how we might live and work well together.
Beyond the drama of tragic events lies the deafening, visceral and prolonged experience of grief. An experience that is seemingly untouchable by those who look in from the outside.
We are fragile. You and me. Though we act strong, our lives are held together with thoughts of where we might be tomorrow. And of disappointed
yesterdays. At any moment we might shatter. We might fall to our knees weighed down by …