The story builds slowly and elliptically in the filmmaker’s spontaneous exploration, using digital visualization tools and the personal photo archive on her Mac. There is the bulk of automatically named .jpg files from a wedding. Everyone always goes back to their hometown for weddings. Some of these photos have a sort of tactility to them. Someone took care to put them in a frame, or else they, by themselves, have that power – the very easy-to-guess story behind the image draws you into the frame until it’s three-dimensional and surrounds you. An Eastern European village house, destroyed by a shell projectile, testament to the dissolution of Yugoslavia.
