"le monde est grand, mais en nous il est profond comme la mer"
"the world is large, but in us it is deep as the sea" R.M. Rilke
Bound is composed from ‘real’ episodes when I travel up North to visit my parents. Scenes are snatched from the English scenery on the now defunct Great North Eastern Rail service from London Kings Cross to Newcastle and Scotland; snatched also from my memories.
The spaces at home, the shapes, smells, objects, colours, patterns, corners, sounds and voices; the music: all are fragments of my journey from childhood to adulthood to a vision of old age. The film is a commingling of pasts, presents and futures within a loving family and a changing world.
So the film is autobiographical and a eulogy of sorts. It is also, in a special way, a fiction, because no single human is the author of their history and self and no author or creator can claim to be the origin of their creativity and imagination. We are always plural and social; our stories already written in part by the mistakes and failures, aspirations and sacrifices of earlier generations.
But I want to suggest that to be ‘bound’ is not to be ‘captured’.
There are new directions to forge, many journeys to make and stories waiting to be told.
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