Tres

C. (39) is a sound designer. She enjoys her work. She spends many hours alone, recording foleys and wild-tracks, editing, mixing. The studio is her last refuge: a place to put off the damaged relationships she has with her ex-partner, her elderly mother, and her co-workers. Although she doesn’t know it yet, C. is starting to get out of sync. Like a poorly-voiced movie, her brain hasbegun to process sound later than images. When she is suddenly cured, she is no longer the same. Her sensory odyssey has made her mature. Now she has a second chance. It is up to her not to letit go.