Mother
Let the World Go On Sleeping depicts a vision I once had - a dream in which we play voyeur, and watch our lives. The film is staged somewhere familiar but can not be easily placed. We become aware as we watch a chain of mothers and fathers in a home that we belong too. They wait eagerly to acknowledge you with peace and thank you for even existing at all. It is a story about loss and liberation. It's a rhythm, it's a beat, it's a song that we have long forgotten but still dance to
