Sofia Theodore-Pierce is a collage oriented filmmaker interested in the utility of idiosyncratic, misremembered, confessional storytelling for unpacking a broader understanding of the spaces we inhabit, psychically and geographically.
Snatches from personal archives compiled during the month of forced slowness following a surgery. The dog died. Her oranges ripened. The horse unbridled. Cantering around Circle A.
Butterfly as verb. The monarch migration and an unearthed cassette tape correspondence form a storm speaking towards motherhood, loss, expectation, care and legacy. An elegy. An ode to uncertainty. A cry for radical optimism and a reordering of splendor.
Interludes, erotic and otherwise, are explored through intimate correspondence and scenes from the Don Q Inn.
