An extremely intimate insight into early motherhood reveals a bizarre connection to Mother Nature. Plants grow in baby shoes, objects transform into fruits and one compost sings a lullaby. Poetry becomes a visual language in such a manner as to enable the exploration of the organic bond between mother and baby in stop-motion animation.
I envision this animation as a voyeuristic window into a relationship between mother and child. Although being particularly personal, the idea is to be as universal as possible. My intention is to use the mother/daughter bond as a mirror of reflection towards the connection to Mother Nature or to oneself. The feeling of the film should somehow be very organic and natural, in my point of view: dirty and free of form. Accordingly, I am interested in how we look at things, in particular, how we grew to look at things in certain ways. Unburdened by society, a baby sees the world with new eyes; in such a way I wish the viewer to see familiar objects in a new context. Thus, unlike classical animation, objects, entities, and transformation of forms will become the integral protagonist of the story and the mish-mash of different styles will altogether constitute the language of the film. The soundtrack, mostly highlighted by percussion will further enhance the basic life impulse.