Love

All We Want

All We Want

One can be asked what one wants a thousand times, yet the words remain impotent. Unheard amongst the deafening echoes of our modern age. And then one day, the world quiets. And those very same words find their way to the attention of your soul.

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.’

I Want This

I Want This

I listened to the Members of the Us Community. And to myself. And to the sky above the horizon. And this is what I heard of what we want. Of what this is. Of what ‘Us’ is here for. I wrote it down as a piece entitled ‘I Want This’.

Size Doesn’t Matter

Size Doesn’t Matter

’Perhaps it’s our superiority that keeps us from our own life. And our capacity for humility that leads us to it.’ A film concerning our capacity to see without judgment.

Can Albert Come Out to Play?

Can Albert Come Out to Play?

He knocked on the back door. Three times. As he always had. Heavily worn trouser knees. Spectacles sat at the end of an elderly nose. And eighty two well-used years under his belt. ‘Can Albert come out to play?’

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.

How to Give a Fishing Lesson

How to Give a Fishing Lesson

Might the causes of poverty lie deeper than just physical need. And might the way out lie with our ability to see ourselves together, as the same.’ An extraordinary and humbling experience. A film about the often missed nature of poverty.

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.