The Ring

In March 2022, my mother died. After her leaving, the thread connected me with my past life, with the feeling of home, seemed to tear. Despite the fact I had a little daughter and a husband, I still felt very lonely. To overcome the longing for my mother I decided to take a trip through the memories of her. The things remained from her became guides on this path. Old photos ceased to be tied to time. Although mom is not around, she has left traces by which I can find her in myself, in the environment. This is a film about accepting loss, about accepting legacy.