How My Grandmother Became A Chair
Nicolas Fattouh (Lebanon)
Col / 9'55"/ No dialogue and subtitles
An aging grandmother loses her five senses, one after the other before finally becoming a wooden chair. Throughout her transformation, she realises that her housekeeper is not the wild animal she once thought she was, but the caring and loyal family member she was sadly lacking. A poignant story about illness and growing old which employs imagination and metaphor to show the difficult and painful process of departing.
Artist’s Statement
Despite being a loving person, my grandmother couldn’t see her African housekeeper Rose as part of her family even after all these years of living with us. It was only on her deathbed that she was able to perceive her for who she truly was, a human with feelings and aspirations. In Rose she found family! This story is about life and death, and the truths revealed when social stigmas subside.
