A meditation. The menace of night and the memory of trauma.
A film about violence and the trace it leaves.
There is a woman that watches me, who watches me from her window.
She watches me.
Every night she watches me.
Until one night, she is gone.

Shot on 16mm over a number of years, the film rephotographs and rephotographs, until the image itself is a ghost.

It is a moment in time, and then that moment is gone.
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Premiered at Vienna
Screening at RedCat

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