This is a personal little series, shot on (old and badly treated) film over the course of a day. The 3rd of July, 2017 was the due date of our second child, but she died when I was about 4 months pregnant. This is my way of marking a day that I'd once assumed would be momentous but was in actuality completely unremarkable; my way of acknowledging absence, an empty belly and the fact of not giving birth; part of a strange process of trying to say goodbye to the idea of a person, a daughter, a sister, who could never have existed well or long in the world