In the heartfelt coming-of-age film 'Little Lady,' Danelle, a resilient young woman, grapples with her responsibilities as she cares for her bedridden father Lee. When she's presented with the opportunity to attend college and pursue her dreams, the delicate balance between her father's needs and her aspirations becomes a soul-searching journey.

Eighteen-year-old DANHEE CHOI is a Korean immigrant who, with her kid sister MISEON, has come to the U.S. for a better life. They’ve come to live with their dad’s sister in a California military town, but unable to stand her aunt, Danhee lives on her own, occasionally visiting Miseon in secret. The day after Miseon’s eighth birthday, Danhee makes one of these visits, hoping to reconnect with Miseon over a day of birdwatching.

Danhee arrives in the early morning to begin their day trip to the wetlands. Throughout their excursion, Danhee struggles to make conversation with a reticent Miseon. Miseon reveals that the sound of jets—ever present in their military town—keeps her up at night. She also lets on that she does not have many friends in school. Miseon misses Korea and their father, who is still stationed there for his military career. While stopped at a gas station, Danhee discovers Miseon’s backpack packed to the brim with survival tools. Miseon confesses her intention of running away too, and begs Danhee to let Miseon live with her. Danhee rejects her roughly and leaves to pay for gas. When she comes back, Miseon is gone.

Danhee searches the neighborhood for Miseon to no avail. Danhee resigns herself to waiting on the curb, where she witnesses a violent fight among some neighborhood boys. Eventually, Miseon comes trudging back. Danhee chastises her and breaks down. Miseon begins watching some birds in the sky. In the distance, a jet approaches. The two sisters witness the jet collide with the birds.

Based on a series of true events in the unremarkable town of Spanaway, Washington. 17-year-old Trey must prove his driving proficiency to his very eager father and apprehensive mother, with a mischievous little brother in tow, in order to finally obtain the keys to his coveted new car and ultimately unlock his freedom to embark on a whirlwind romance with the only Black girl in school- his dream girl, Shantelle.

A young child’s Christmas wish to Santa Claus forces his parents to hold a mirror up to the cracks in their marriage.

After spending a long fifteen years in prison, TANYA JACKSON walked out of the ugly beige center she had been trapped in. As she steps out of the cruel, barb-wired gates of Phoenix Women’s Correctional Facility, she takes a look to the left and right before smiling to herself. Free at last. Battered Converse tennis shoes on her feet and a plastic bag full of her few possessions, Tanya begins to walk alongside the road to her new destiny.
Tanya finds comfort in her first hours of liberty at a local diner, inhaling burgers, fries and a couple of shakes as though she had never tasted the food before. While digesting, she calls her son, Blake, to deliver the good news of her release but is met with a cold reaction. Hurt and disappointed, she puts together the few bills that she has to call an Uber, with much help from the disgruntled restaurant employee.
Tanya closes the door to her Uber and faces a long drive way that leads to a beautiful home; her son’s. She anxiously knocks at the door and Blake opens it; his expression hard, stony, and a little sad. After a heated debate, Blake slams the door on Tanya’s face and does not give her the opportunity to meet her grandson. Heartbroken, Tanya sobs and yells out to Blake from the porch of the door, but is met with no response.
Defeated, she retreats back to the diner which had earlier served as a safe haven for her but now reduces her to unhappy memories. A happy family passes her table and triggers flashbacks of when she got caught in armed robbery gone wrong and of the last encounter Tanya had with her daughter due to her being angry that she did not want to take a plea deal.
The diner closes up shop and Tanya is forced to leave. Alone and cold, she plops on a curb in the parking lot. After much contemplation, she gathers the strength to dial a number. Time passes and a car rolls up. A warm, but concerned elderly black woman gets out and for a moment the two women stare at each other until Tanya darts towards the car to give her mother a long, warm embrace. After many tears spilled and a motherly kiss on the forehead, Tanya climbs into the car to go home at last.

Submerged memories of Haitian folklore come flooding back when a pious Catholic mother turns to her Vodou-practicing daughter for swim lessons.

A mother and father battle lingering trauma as she strives to create a joyous high school graduation celebration for their son.

Joe Strummer of The Clash said it best: “All we’re doing is trying to communicate something. Sometimes we don't know what it is, sometimes we do."
In the summer of 2021, I decided that I had spent long enough making art with pre-ordained meaning. I wanted to see what art-making was like free from that obligation. I wanted to see what would happen if I let the process speak back to me. So I culled through my extensive arsenal of the stuff I make collage and sculpture with, and made a stack of paper about a foot tall. With this as my raw material, I cast aside the idea of outward expression with a specific agenda, and embraced inward exploration with unassigned curiosity.
Subsequently, each collage became its own independent narrative. I was speaking in an intuitive language that perhaps I didn’t have total agency over. It was scary, and it was freeing.
I knew that even if I didn’t fully understand what I was making, there would be two people who would: my kids. To be clear, I don’t mean ‘understand’ in the way one processes a distinct language: I’m not a semaphore; they are not at sea. What I mean is that these pieces might just have a poetic resonance with the two people who know me better than I know myself.
Maybe by admitting that I don’t have all the answers—not by a long shot— in a communication authored for the people who ostensibly look to me for answers, I can become as cool as Joe Strummer. At least to my kids.

Set in Detroit during the historic Northeast blackout of 2003. Our story finds a grandfather tasked with taking care of his grandson after his daughter is incarcerated. Grandad’s situation is thrust into panic when he sees his grandson levitating under a street light succumbing to what he will soon find out is an alien possession. SOME KIND OF HEAVENLY FIRE tells the story of two people dealing with loss in the midst of a chaotic event, both facing forces beyond their comprehension and control.

After welcoming their first baby, Pete and Emma struggle with all the classic new parent challenges. But is something deeper going on? Follow Emma as she replays the events that led them to their current state - if she tries hard enough, maybe she can change the outcome.

A rebellious teenage girl with pastor parents orchestrates a surprise for her brother on Halloween.

A coming-of-age story about two brothers who attempt to rob their distant father of their overdue child support money.

When Sam splits up with her partner, she is forced to move back into her childhood home with her mother and neurodivergent brother. When depression sinks in, her brother Emmett gets in her face trying to cheer her up and in doing so makes everything worse. But when Emmett is confronted with a situation at a baseball game where he is called a chicken, Sam rises to the challenge to come to his aid and is reminded of what is truly important.

Chicken features a neurodivergent cast and crew and is written and directed by women.