In Magic, a portrait of Joris images sourced from different periods in time, are brought together. Worn out VHS footage filmed by the artists’ father is placed besides the images the artist filmed herself on 8mm. Both have the same subject, the boy as a son, for the other as a brother.
“The owner of a cafe in a traditional district of Seoul is never shown. But we do discover he likes classical music.
A conceptual experiment on what it means to start a film with a black image, develops into a subtle personal essay about the filmmaker. The story of a missionary falling in love with a Rwandese girl, blends with what images and colonial history mean to their daughter.
Several dogs are being trained as patrol dogs. Their owners teach them the choreographies of police work: biting and letting go, following and staying, always on their owner’s command. Longingly gazing upwards, the dogs seem intimately connected with their owners.
There are no messages here.
So we may breathe.
We are carefully playing the game
The body has always wanted a life of its own
Most days, you’ll find me here.