There is a particular kind of erasure that happens quietly. Not always through violence or decree, but indifference: the slow accumulation of stories never told, lives never recorded, histories left to dissolve.
The New Black Film Collective’s Undocumented project exists in opposition to that indifference. It is an act of preservation; the kind that insists the past is not merely background noise but the very architecture of the present.
My contribution investigates migrants and Africans in the diaspora. What is carried across borders. What is abandoned. What gets lost in the pursuit of opportunities that may not exist in the form imagined. These are not abstract questions. They are the questions that sit underneath much of the work I make.
I am glad this project exists. Glad that somewhere, these things are being written down.
