Jill Connell

Grace and Leigh contemplate their possible future on a walk through the woods, as they search for the grave-site of Grace's parents, deceased in a house-fire when she was a girl.

Wind in the lungs, marks on the skin, the direction of a gaze: Made of Things My Eyes Could See is a study of whether it is possible to be close.

On a weekend away at a remote cottage, an accident portends the impending irrevocable change facing long time friends. In the tone of a neo-western, the women are capable as they navigate the heartbreak of female friendship. A platonic love story with sparse dialogue set in Northern Ontario.