Dagie Brundert

A nonsense film, perhaps. This Super 8 cassette (Kodak Plus-X) lay forgotten in my possession for 15 years until I developed it. That's why the film is so faded, damaged and knackered! (Dagie Brundert)

Every family has its own fictions: why are they invented, what social values do they reflect and how do later generations interpret them? How is political identity formed - passed down, integrated or rejected - within one family? The tale traverses the Pale, the New World and back to the Old World.

So, now I’ve ended up here. A bump at the tip of England with the prettiest pebbles in the world. Shingle, they call it here. A cottage full of memories and ghosts, perhaps. I’m allowed to stay for two weeks. I have the cottage completely to myself. The nights are cold, but I sleep warm in the big bed made of dark wood, which is like a boat.

My fish has three corners, three corners has my fish, and had he not three corners, he would not be my fish!

Listening to Heino

The tough, long winter is finally over and spring is ringing ... the snow turns into water and the energies spurt out. Everything moves. Stupid things get stuck. It's your choice. Or like the French say: ehhh ... boff. Boff! I love that little word! And you should try, if the Boff gets too tight, to find your way out. There is at least one. (Dagie Brundert)

"From 60 to 0 yeah"