inside out – the inner world gets visible. A film which plays in the world inside of a person, as if you would film in a dream. At the beginning a walk through a place in the artist's former hometown, because also the hometown is part of the inner world, but not the real hometown. It is strange in its artificial vibes how one tries to figure the inner copy of the world. You can hear the market place athmosphere but nobody can be seen – a feeling of lonelyness. And then further in, into a house. In the dream interpretation, houses are often seen as an image for the soul and so in this house inner processes happen. Someone is taking a bath in black water, an endless bath because the water increases and decreases again and again, but never lapses. Later the visitor descends into the cellar and finds a weird thing there. But he can’t wake up with shock but just has to look what lies there. A part of the body has detached and become autonomous. After leaving the cellar and the house remains confusion, hurry-scurry, no more order. Only intimations of things that will happen, and so it goes back into the house, upstairs, into another room. A room made of pasteboard, an extension of the strange mood that dominates the outer inside. In this room lives an inhabitant who is involved in a conversation with the turtle, which becomes more and more futile until the turtle’s fate is sealed. Its head becomes part of her trophy collection of failed relationships. Meanwhile a claustrophobic situation is developing outside …

inside out takes place in a person’s mind. It doesn’t require any words and develops its grim mood only by images and sounds.

For it's realization, the artist builded models of the cathedral and the houses of the whole market place of her hometown and a pasteboard staircase and room. Combined with the performances which allegorize inner-human processes the film creates a surreal atmosphere.