Traumascapes revisited

 There is a haunting moment in Sophia Turkiewicz's film Once My Mother, when her mother says “I’d like to know how my mother looked. I didn’t have photo. No pictures. I’d be giving anything when I see my mother. When I just see her face.” There is something almost unbearable in her face, and the way that she says it – with such longing. This old woman, born in Poland, who on most days does not recognise her own daughter, is bleeding from the wound she’s had since she was a baby and her mother died, leaving her with no memories of ever being safe or loved.

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