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A letter to my girl

A music video for a song written in response to the events of October 7th in Israel, presented as a letter from a mother to her kidnapped daughter. The video features pencil-drawn animation of a child’s face appearing and fading on paper, accompanied by subtitles resembling the letter.

  • Revital Rettig
    Director
  • Revital Rettig
    Writer
  • Sharon Roter
    Producer
  • Or Edry
    Producer
  • Revital Rettig
    Animation
  • Project Title (Original Language):
    Carta a mi niña
  • Project Type:
    Animation, Music Video
  • Runtime:
    3 minutes 53 seconds
  • Completion Date:
    February 20, 2024
  • Production Budget:
    2,000 USD
  • Country of Origin:
    Israel
  • Country of Filming:
    Israel
  • Language:
    Spanish
  • Aspect Ratio:
    16:9
  • Film Color:
    Black & White
  • First-time Filmmaker:
    Yes
  • Student Project:
    No
Distribution Information
  • Nana Disc
    Distributor
    Country: Israel
    Rights: Video / Disc
Director Biography - Revital Rettig

Revital Rettig is a Tel Aviv-based artist. She holds a B.Ed. from HaMidrasha – Faculty of Arts, Beit Berl. She teaches art at Thelma Yellin High School and works as a tattoo artist at the Art-Boca studio in Neve Tzedek. Her work has been featured in numerous solo and group exhibitions in galleries and museums in Israel and abroad

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Director Statement

The drawings in the music video create evolving and moving images, touching the realm of childhood and play, between compressed and suffocating despair and the openness and breeze of change and hope.
The image of the girl consists of many alternating drawings, creating an elusive vision, simultaneously present and absent, formed and disconstructed. The innocent and fun rotation of a carousel turns into a whirlwind, a dance of demons, repeating without resolution. It expresses the roller coaster and emotional tempest the mother experiences over her kidnapped child. The feeling is of illusion and elusiveness, like the flicker of presence, fleeting like a memory