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Could a memory exist if no one remembers it? This film is made with a set of Polaroids my mom took in Dallas, 1987, the year before I was born. The Polaroids collide with hand shadow puppetry and the optical path of Polaroid SX-70 to explore the memory from various perspectives. The hands of the mother’s and the daughter’s bridge the past and the present, conjuring the physical and inherent memory.
