Sketches on a Movie Set
2019, 3:50 min
During the filming of my husband’s contribution to an Edward Hopper exhibition, I took black and white photographic sketches of moments that would lead to the final version of his 3D Installation.
Which performances develop and change during the time of rehearsal, and which lonely gestures could my camera capture that would preserve the DNA or the genesis of a character? Was it allowed to be a witness to such innocent beauty apparent in any devoted moment of concentration and in every preparing thought? Or was this a forbidden territory that should remain untouched?
Through My Window
2019, 9:35 (loop)
Pondering over the nature of photography, I observed from different perspectives the sunlight that had travelled from far away, through the atmosphere and summer leaves and the dirty glass of an old window, only to draw constantly changing patterns of light and shadow onto the brick walls, the cement floor and the wooden structures of an old barn. It struck me that this silent spectacle was in fact the beauty I tried to capture. This effervescent playful wonder seemed like the perfect image for the PRESENCE of God in his first creation, which after all, had been LIGHT.
Truth Passes Through The Creases of Time Like Water Through Your Fingers
2018, 4:01 min
For a long time I have been fascinated by the way time reveals itself in photography. This installation is a new approach to the subject.
The single image has become a sequence of images, fading into each other. A room thus turns into a place that shows the traces of a long day and is able to tell us something. A woman sits at a table, rises, walks back and forth, sits down again, stands up, pauses, then continues. Her thoughts revolve around the essence of truth, but she doesn’t come to any conclusion.
James Reading – Reading James
2015, 7:58 min
In 2013 James Franco was the protagonist in Wim’s film “Every Thing Will Be Fine” and from the first to the last day of the shoot, I was captivated by how James spent the breaks between the shots and the endless waiting that actors always have to deal with. He read books. In spite of all the noise around him, he remained a man in peaceful concentration. Nobody hardly ever spoke to him. It seemed forbidden to disturb the beauty of the calm space his reading was creating around him. My camera tried to respect his isolation.