Borders / 边界

Documentary

How does a border transform one's memory and identity? And how does one's memory evolve or disintegrate as such borders emerge and vanish as quickly as one can interact with them?

For those who have tried to escape the confined definitions of an ever shrinking sense of this word in the world, what do they see as they look back and evaluate with their aging minds and bodies? I ask this question to my grandmother at her current age of 85, by documenting her increasingly frail daily interactions with the mundane against her self recollected memory of her larger than life journey across multiple social, political, spatial and timelines. How have these borders, some visible and some not, shaped her?