Family

Mike Dooley Portrait

Mike Dooley Portrait

A two minute human portrait of a wildly popular author that wonders about our own inability to come to terms with the possibility that we each might be perfect.

Matylda

Matylda

‘… I knew that everything is fleeting. It comes and it goes. We’ve just got now. We’ve got this moment. I am thankful for the gift to my existence.’

Only Now

Only Now

A film about a profound realization following the life-threatening surgery of a free spirited soul. ‘… there is no other place, there is no other time. There is only now. Don’t hold back, this is it.’

A Glimpse Of Reality

A Glimpse Of Reality

A dramatic story, pointing to a human resilience which I believe is more common than we suppose. It’s told through an uncommon depth of observation. And wonders if there is more to us than the series of events we’ve been through.

When’s Daddy Coming Home?

When’s Daddy Coming Home?

In those life experiences of our greatest pain and suffering also comes the greatest love and beauty, and transformation. This is a film about sudden loss, and the experience of telling a young child that her Father had died.

The Last Hour

The Last Hour

‘… she knew she was going to die anyway, and then she decided that day would be the day. I think it was the loneliest thing I’ve ever seen. She walked past me and laid on the bed and she nodded yes to the Doctor. I can’t find words for what it felt like to be there.’ A film about the last hour of a life.

All Of The Fighting

All Of The Fighting

“… I used to think I’d be rescued by someone or something. There’s no need. And the sense of relief and letting go, and freedom is just so peaceful.” Unadulterated humanity and a raw truth for so many of us held in the words and the spaces of these few minutes.

Beyond the Dark

Beyond the Dark

‘It is like a miracle. I’ve got a son back that I thought I’d lost. We’re probably closer now than we’ve ever been but it did start in a difficult place.’ A film of hope and light from a seemingly dark and endless place.

The Boy Who Would Leap

The Boy Who Would Leap

He’s somewhere between thirty and forty. Perhaps fifty. Maybe sixty. He wants to play. Without prescription. He wants to stamp. And to stomp. And to run. And to leap from chair to chair.

Side By Side

Side By Side

In the complex landscape of Schizophrenia, I imagine Compassionate Care should not be absent. Care that is unconditional. Care that is full of hope and of possibility.