In this film I visualize the dynamics and threathening atmosphere of the mental abuse I became a victim of in my childhood.
With a (sliced) paprika representing my mother, a (half) cucumber represending my father and, naturally, I am the sprout.
With a (sliced) paprika representing my mother, a (half) cucumber represending my father and, naturally, I am the sprout.
It has become a cross-pollination between photography (analog) and film (digital).