Memory Inheritance

In this project, I made a five-minute short film based on found footage of my childhood memories in Indonesia, including family trips, dinners and friends. I used images that I found on the internet and asked people around me to reconstruct the story and draw parallels between the two different cultures and points of view. The female's voice is a sort of alter ego in this project. I often hang around the station, in transit between two places. I meet people, and sometimes certain faces tell me something. Then I take trains to Paris, where I work every weekend, a commuter. I see landscapes through the windows, almost motionless, thanks to the speed of the train. I have the impression that the images go by very quickly, and then suddenly they slow down. From that moment on, my memory comes flooding back. I feel displaced, both physically and mentally. Temporal displacement, when, for example, you're on a train or a plane and you don't have anything to hand (book or laptop), you're 'moving' somewhere, either in the past or the future. During these weekly journeys, I remembered the Gamelan instruments. A percussion instrument with an incredible resonance; it surrounds the space in a repetitive way and gradually becomes rhythmic. Memory is generally repetitive, almost monotonous. It also resonates with music, smells and places. For me, memory is an atmosphere.