My dad died in 1994; my mother in 2005. Each had a cache of unlabeled home movies, for which I invited storytellers create narratives.
My dad died in 1994; my mother in 2005. Each had a cache of unlabeled home movies. Like an archeologist, I reconstructed places and identities with my relatives. However, many clips remain unknown. A navy officer cradles an infant. People dance under a limbo pole at a new year’s party. This imagery has no referent.
Home Stories is an invitation to amateur storytellers to anchor this material. Supplemented by 8mm movies acquired from estate sales, I have created a 5-minute looped visual montage that moves across continents, into homes and on vacations. The final piece contains five stories, each with a different start point. They also contain music and sound effects from the public domain. The result is a fractured journey through imagination-space.