The film documentation, being a very personal interpretation of the concept of the ‘centre’ is my tribute to my Mother, who is the guardian of our home. It is not only a tribute, but also a form of coping with her habit of collecting things, which usually led only to arguments. The objects that she keeps as mementos of us serve as a kind of relic in which our souls are enchanted and she is terrified of throwing them out. The documentation of fragments of the apartment and objects contained in them is aimed at helping her reconcile with their change and disposal. It is only the first part of the project, which is a short story of the protagonist whose face we do not have to see in order to enter the world of her feelings.
