Visual Art ︎︎︎
At the former border between East- and West Berlin soil and voices are falling incessantly from the sky. At the Lake of Constance an embryonic sac bursts to the announcement of the fall of the Wall. Between all the noise of the patriarchal world, a granddaughter just wants to put her ear on her grandmother’s rug and listen to her dream about her dead father.
EXT. SOIL IS FALLING FROM THE SKY - DAY
In the evening of the fall
of the Berlin wall,
my mother and father and sister
were watching the news.
My mother got up
to go to the bathroom.
When she returned,
my father said:
The wall fell.
My mother said:
My water broke.
EXT. PURPLE FLOWERS SWAYING IN THE WIND - DAY
EXT. FALLEN SPARROW WITH SPREAD OUT WING LYING ON PAVEMENT - DAY
INT. GRANDMA’S BEDROOM - DAY
My grandmother dreamt
about her dead father.
He stood by the window
and looked out.
My grandmother lay awake in her bed
and stared at the back of her
freshly resurrected father.
He wore a black suit.
I think he always wore a black suit
and never paid his daughter for decades
of labour in the family’s butcher shop.
Ja bist du zurück?
Well, are you back?
He did not answer.
Ja, wie war’s?
Well, how was it?
Frag lieber nicht.
Better not to ask.
BARE LEGS ON THE CARPET UNDERNEATH GRANDMA’S BED
after six months of being unable
my grandma ripped out
got up by herself
and left the bedroom.
video. hd video 16:9. colour & sound. one channel. 7:08 min. haibach/berlin. 2018.
Writer, Director, Cinematographer, Editor: Undine Sommer
"Falling Voices" composed and mixed by Hyemin Jung (Joreng)
Alchemy Film and Moving Image Festival,
Images © Tianhui Li