Half disguise, half homage, a solitary woman turns found and inherited objects into art,
Reaching for what words can't touch.
Director's Statement
I'm fascinated by how people wrestle with and communicate the interior self. By the mystery of spaces, material or immaterial, where even ugly or disturbing thoughts can be reinterpreted into something beautiful and challenging.
I found one of those spaces in a Nancy Tobin installation, a whole room of elaborate handmade vignettes from found objects. The longer we talked, the more I was drawn in: making art is the only way she can process difficult feelings and connect to the outside world. Your Cotton Voice grew out of those conversations. Instead of building the film around one of her big installations, we chose something small, intimate and improvised.
I made it alone, following an artist who works alone, and that symmetry shaped the film: the quiet, the closeness, the room for discovery.