Claudia’s works evoke memory and yearning for her parents and the landscape of her childhood. Her sense of claustrophobia, of being trapped both in London and in the topology of her damp flat with no sense of ownership or belonging is evident in her writing, in her walking project and in her 3D rendering of the landscape that she misses. Her film conjures the Cornish tides, overwhelming the shoreline relentlessly, before withdrawing to leave the landscape clean, cleared, refreshed. But it also mimics breathing: a fundamental signifier of living, a focus for meditation and contemplation, a function that is both essential to life, but life-threatening in an airborne pandemic. I felt a sense of yearning for space, horizon, family, home, landscape; and a feeling of a world that we recognise and understand, but is somehow alien at the same time - as if our perspective suddenly and inexplicably tilted by 90 degrees.