The splinter is a little piece that has broken off a larger piece. A tiny and sharp fragment of wood that has stuck in your finger and needs to be taken out.
Even though Josephine lives in a vibrant city, she has splintered off from people and she’s becoming a reclusive spinster. Living in her down floor flat, surrounded by a mess that has been there as far as she can remember. Because the days are so similar and the time almost doesn’t exist. After discovering a human-like shaped stain on the floor under the pile of dirty clothes, a stain after a dead body, she loses her hand. Her life becomes a surreal journey across the city in the search of her missing limb, her own splinter. Maybe she doesn´t find just her hand but restores the connection with society and herself in the end.
Oh yes, everybody splits apart sometimes, living in the wake of overwhelming changes we’ve all become strangers even to ourselves.
Sometimes I feel lost. Often I feel like I'm drowning in work and social activities, in things that matter and not. I don't really see the purpose of my existence and the products that come out of it. It's hard to see a purpose in anything that I or many people around do really. It is so easy to lose connection in this interlinked globalised world.
With this film I am fighting the paradox of those feelings towards my creativity or existence and I let Josephine, the main character of 'Splinter' , deal with it and come up with a solution.