— Perhaps like all creatives here, I'm interested in telling/sharing stories about how we live among the sacred and the profane. Always seeing connections between disparate elements and feelings in life. Always with an eye and a heart to make some sense of the fleeting passage of time. Always gathering and safe-keeping ideas and experiences, like water into the well of creativity to draw out as needed. I had the luck of free camera equipment for a day. I thought about the joy of potentially making a film. I looked at the available assets – basically no budget, technically on my own, two actors I wanted to work with, I had location ideas around my home, a home that could be used as a film base (for meals and comfort), with little use of sound recording/boom access (as I was doing all the technical work) I had to make it almost silent, and I had some friends I could call on for extras, these friends who I had not seen in some time and wanted to go on a personal artistic journey with them. So I created a story around these available opportunities. Was interested in the expressive artistic form, the multi-layered/multi-form image and sound, creating themes/sub-themes, motifs, representations. I was interested in the five stages of grief/dying – denial, anger, bargaining, depression, acceptance. Also in all people's desire to die at home, in the arms of the love you love, and not in the sterile coldness of a hospital. It is also the time of COVID-19. I wanted the film to let the audience explore, engage and imbue their thoughts and senses instead of spoon feeding them all the information without an opportunity for personal interpretation. I wasn't interested in matching shots sizes, the tired film language, and endless character dialogue. Wanted to capture moments, fleeting beauty. Wanted to explore space, audience eye-lines in the frame, the golden ratio, create a world outside of the camera eye, explore colour. I was delighted when composer Sergei Slavsky came on board for the music and that inspired me more – the film was eventually cut to his lovely music. I took what I had at hand, what was in my heart and just created.