A reflection on maternity and violence using 43 black-and-white photographs that feature shadows, recalling the beautiful phrase by Victoria Chang: “I am carried in my shadow like a violin in its black case.

"they used to place coins on the eyelids of the dead so they could not follow the lives of the living ... surrounded by ocean we find no clear water ... in the absence of fire our soft tissues are burning ... yet our eyes stay open ..." Beginning in March 2025, large areas of South Australian coastal waters have been devastated by a harmful algal bloom, leading to mass mortalities of uncountable numbers of fish, invertebrates and other marine life. The causes are complex but all arise from the unmitigated effects of anthropogenic climate change.
The video has been made from images of fish that have been killed by the bloom and washed up on beaches along the eastern side of Gulf St Vincent. The audio was created from samples taken from videos of living fish, crabs and squid recorded at Seacliff beach, South Australia, in January - February 2025, before the bloom hit. The text is what the fish might say to us, if only they could...

A field guide: Flora evolving with environmental changes, and pollinators utilizing biomimicry. Natural objects are gathered, and sculptures of and from the landscape cast reflections of nature being infinite, self-knowing, and alive. Extinct species and stages of evolution are suggested, accompanied by field recordings capturing the underground soundscape of soil. Bird calls and wingbeats offer greetings and warnings. -A rock, a tree, a human—each dissolving into matter and transmuting into new forms.

Exiles are asked questions concerning their life, (plans), and reasons for (their choices). The film tries to communicate the feelings of the displaced when being confronted with such questions which are drawn from the director's memory. A parody of misinformation and of broken systems, and an exploration of feelings of confusion, loneliness, and uncertainty.

February 2015, Vladimir Putin’s opponent, Boris Nemtsov, was assassinated not far from the Kremlin in Moscow. Images of pain and protest, texts by Pablo Neruda are an open call for reflection in this short film.

The boundaries between dream, memory, cinema, and different parts of the self dissolve to ravishing effect in this latest short by Los Angeles-based Chinese artist Zhuoyun Chen. Moving woozily between diary, autofiction and free association, “It Must Be Because I Decided to Leave” is awash with half-remembered exchanges, infectiously surreal images and the narrator’s desire to make sense of things, which never quite happens. Oneiric motifs of all kinds abound: Rocks are clasped by hands or merge with faces, screens appear in windowpanes or headlights, a gleaming red sports car spins in the California desert, a shadowy figure walks into a cave, and a dog rises up from a pool in reverse, its scrabbling limbs rendered in elegant superimpositions. The narrator shuttles through thoughts of desire, family and dislocation and refers to any number of “yous” and “Is”, although they could easily be one and the same. If “we all have landscapes inside”, this is a journey through them.

A sound and image response to these times, death and life. Life is a mixed bag, and we grab it because it’s our only bag. It’s plush with knives and we pick it up, and find in it sweets and nuts, and blood. Ruin has its joys, and triumph its sorrows.

"You don't make the movie. The movie makes you."
Jean-Luc Godard

A woman stands at her window, staring out into the summer night, when a luminous body enters and bursts into the atmosphere. Time is suspended, and the woman takes a journey through space and time, at three hundred thousand kilometres per second...