by Lynne SACHS
2001 / 16mm / color-b&w / silent / 1S / 4' 00
My daughter’s name is Maya. I’ve been told that the word maya means illusion in Hindu philosophy. As I watch her growing up, spinning like a top around me, I realize that her childhood is not something I can grasp but rather – like the wind – something I feel tenderly brushing across my cheek.
|distribution format||Digital file on server (HD)|
|screen||4/3 (single screen)|
|rental fee||30,00 €|