Director: François Caillat
France, color, 2004, 75’
French with Turkish subtitles

A filmmaker travels through the mountain villages along the shores of Alpine lakes to investigate the disappearance of Valérie 20 years ago. She allegedly murdered a Canadian tourist before disappearing without a trace. At least that is how the narrator remembers the story, while passing through the region at the time. Over the course of the interviews, the elusive Valérie seems to disappear a second time, literally engulfed by the Alpine landscape, magnificently captured on film by François Caillat. A haunting, imposing landscape, where chasms and precipices become metaphors, characters in a work of fiction that the camera turns into a documentary. It is a film in the form of an essay in which the director takes his work on memory to its highest degree of abstraction.

L'affaire Valerie

L'affaire Valerie

Trois Soldats Allemands

Trois Soldats Allemands

La Quatrieme Generation

La Quatrieme Generation

Une Jeunesse Amoureuse

Une Jeunesse Amoureuse

The Vanity of Small Differences

The Vanity of Small Differences

The Vanity of Small Differences is a series of six large scale tapestries, completed in 2012, which explore British fascination with taste and class, and can be seen in the Grayson Perry: Small Differences exhibition. 

Souvenirs of the Future

Souvenirs of the Future

You try to remember the future. A bird painted on the ceramic panel in a historical palace has found its place on the wall. The tiles of a church and a mosque have been painted on canvas. The pattern of a centuries-old ceramic plate appears before you on a velvet curtain.

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry <br> Galip Dursun

Midnight Horror Stories: The Last Ferry
Galip Dursun

I remembered a game as I was waiting in the passenger lounge for the ferry to arrive just a few minutes ago. A game we used to play at home when I was young, in my country that is very far away from here, a relic from the distant past; I don’t even remember how we used to play it. The kind of game that makes me feel a thousand times lonelier than I already am among the crowd waiting to get on the ferry.