director: Solomon Nagler
Halifax, Nova Scotia in our garden
Phytograms made April/May 2020. iPhone footage shot by Zev Nagler on June 12th
3min 35sec
Fleeting images and text created during these months of uncertainty document lucid COVID dreams that manifest as aphorisms.
director: Miryam Charles
Montreal, Quebec
May 27, 2020
3min 50sec
A woman calls the police thinking she witnessed a crime.
director: Dana Inkster
Lethbridge, Alberta
June 5, 2020
3min 20sec
“I have been warned, my homemade face-masks are affecting my meetings. I’m not feeling safe or healthy. Thank you for asking. All the very best, Dana.”
director: John Price
Toronto and Pickering, Ontario
March to May 2020
6min 15sec
Certain Uncertainties is an elaborate audio and visual mash-up of a family and a city during the pandemic.
director: Emily Piggford
Toronto, Ontario
May 20 - 28, 2020
2min 40sec
“If you don’t catch and release the spider early it’s just going to hunker down and molt and grow bigger.”
director: Cliff Caines
Toronto, Ontario
May 30th & 31st, 2020
3min 35sec
Walking in relative isolation during the pandemic has become both an escape and a privileged confinement - a labyrinth.
director: Dan Browne
Beach Hill in Toronto, Ontario
April 12 - May 6, 2020
5min 10sec
A look at daily life – with homeschooling routines, a young daughter's face, and shifting refractions of a hanging crystal.
director: Jorge Lozano
Toronto, Ontario
May 2020
5min 55sec
At home we are the police and the convict.
director: Gabriela MacLeod
Montreal, Quebec
May 12, 2020
4min 10sec
I see you out there on the streets walking within 2 metres of each other.
director: JL Whitecrow
Toronto, Ontario
May 9, 2020
3min 50sec
A gathering of the things you need to survive the apocalypse.
director: Elizabeth Lazebnik
Toronto, Ontario
April 26, 2020
3min 55sec
A surreal reflection of the state of life in an apartment during the pandemic.
director: John Greyson
Toronto, Ontario
Easter, 2020
8min
A poem about sex work in the age of COVID to the music of Handel. Let me weep over my cruel fate, and let me sigh for liberty.
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