Skull Fracture or 'Aren't You Rather Young to Be Writing Your Memoirs?'

A story which emerges and crashes within the narrow, inventive, and organic confines of the memory. A story about a skull that brakes and needs healing. Like the past which has to be patched back together, both for the young and the old. How do we see an experience in the light of another? How do we see the other in the light of the new? And does it all even make sense? (DOC NYC)