Frederik Arens Grandin

My mother ended her life on August 10, 2020. Now I have to put his things away. With what I collect in her drawers, from her entourage and in my memory, I fill, by all the means offered by the cinema, the void that she has left. A piecemeal journey made up of fragments of eras to understand this world that has become foreign to him.

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My mother ended her life on August 10, 2020. Now I have to put his things away. With what I collect in her drawers, from her entourage and in my memory, I fill, by all the means offered by the cinema, the void that she has left. A piecemeal journey made up of fragments of eras to understand this world that has become foreign to him.