Employing the use of a copy machine to degrade images and video from her personal archive, the filmmaker takes viewers through fading recollections of the past. Memory is an unreliable reproduction - a copy of a copy.

It would be conforming to say that we are facing “unprecedented times” in Europe, but it would be dishonest to state so.

The Russian Federation has attacked sovereign Ukraine and shook the whole balance of Europe. The news is full of stories from the spot. War does not affect only the soldiers on the field, but the side effects cover vast entities; international organizations, state officials, rescue workers, volunteers. But the smallest denominator of war is often a child. This smallest piece of the puzzle is unable to understand the entire reality of which it is a part of. Their experience consists of short moments, full of unclarity, sadness and often even happiness.

The film tries to depict what goes around in the heads of these children, as we follow through the lens a bus full of Ukrainian refugees fleeing towards Finland.

Childhood friends Pääsu, Atko and Virge try to recall the last time they were all together. Turns out they remember the incident differently. Their quest to remember takes them on a visually surreal journey of memories. Not everybody remains truthful.

An eclipse occurs when three celestial objects become aligned. Through our existence and search we align with other narratives that pass through and that alignment creates an eclipse. A poetic travel through the search of who we really are - our inner and outer worlds clashing and becoming one.A dance film that portrays the desire to explore ones identity outside the normative of social structure. The characters question the reality and bring us to a search for who we really are. The story of inner and outer worlds existing, meeting, clashing and going through a process. Are we our true selves? Is there such a concept as our true selves?

Through daily life and chores, a mother passes on her family heritage to her daughter.

I grew up in Estonia in a peatland forest called Kõverdama. At the moment Kõverdama is being prepared to be cut down by a mining company with the goal of expanding the peat extraction for the production of gardening soils.

The film consists of broken and incomplete 3D scans of beings from Kõverdama. They tell stories of the place that used to be, is and will be. In this work, ghosts of trees float above the destroyed landscapes, flowers growing in punctured spaces, memories creeping in the broken world. It's clear that a forest cannot be reduced to numbers and pictures, a few species or resources. If the destruction is done the result is this haunting presence.

The Old Woman lives in a deep Estonian forest, alone and isolated. Her parents came here to settle to raise and educate their children in the right way. They all died long ago. The Old Woman leads her farm, until one day her world almost collapses due to the intrusion of a lost stranger.