When clearing through my fathers house, some months after his death, I discovered some small photographs of my mother. They were taken in 1940. Enid was then twenty years old. That same year her fiancé was killed when his plane was shot down over Germany. I enlarged the portrait and took it with me to Fårö. This small island lies just north of Gotland in the Baltic. I took long series of photographs which I then used to make a short film. I wanted to capture my longing for my mother and how much I missed her 30 years after her death.
