For my Mother

“I celebrate myself, and sing myself,

And what I assume you shall assume,

For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you”.

Walt Whitman, Song of Myself

We live in a deafening world. The accumulation of external and self-imposed pressures numbs our ability to discover and follow our essential Self. Each day, we make choices that intimately contradict our soul and slowly drain our will, pushing away what we recognize as our own.

Are we still open to receive a chance of redemption? To be born from within? To listen, in the silence of ourselves, to our inner vibration?

Creation & Interpretation Maria Ana Diogo

Support in Process André Pinto

Soundscape Nuno Cruz

Direction & Edit Lucas Sadalla

Light Iolanda Rodrigues / Filipe Quaresma