Marta Reis Andrade

A dog was abandoned in its home at the same time my grandfather became a widower, and I was returning from London, a place where I felt lonelier than ever.

The character in red is contained in a web of repeated and interlocking actions of her routine. However, the yearn to free herself from automatisms and frustrations grows stronger and louder. From the inside to the outside, from the mechanical to the spontaneous, one character becomes several. They explore the possibilities of doing without thinking.

A woman wanders through the impermanence of her childhood memories, trying to reconstruct the history of the house where her grandfather lived.