I have tried to find a way to record our family’s experience of lockdown, but it’s quite a hard story to capture, and probably much like many other people’s, and so I’ve just ended up with some nice snaps of our one walk per day, when that was still a rule.

This sort of follows my post Life in Lockdown, but this time I thought my little plastic fisheye camera would be a good tool, to give a sense of the distortion that people are experiencing right now.

And weirdly at the beginning of the film there was this random double-exposed image of Rio de Janeiro, presumably from my travels fifteen odd years ago. Was the whole film exposed in Brazil, and now those images are forever lost? Very strange. Maybe this crisis is causing time and space and memory to merge and converge in bizarre ways.