What would I give if I could live
Out of these waters?
What would I pay to spend a day
Warm on the sand?

 

Tides lap at the beach, the longing of water to reach land. Or is the land that longs to become part of the sea; dissolving at its edges in sievefuls of sand?

The haunting rhythm of black waves in Reinhard Hölker’s Unhide (2015) seem to erode the painted ‘whiteface’ of the lone black man as he rubs at his disguised features. The short, powerful film acts as an elemental elegy to the political refugees lost at sea.

 

Daisy Lafarge