A tender and sincere visual poem about loss, memory, and longing.
Everything reminds of Hadda. The open windows, the shoes at the entrance, the plants on the balcony, the clothes drying. Hadda has already left, but she still inhabits the spaces that belonged to her and that she shared with those she loved.
A tender and sincere visual poem about loss, memory, and longing.
Hadda is part of us. Forever.