Recently, I went to Israel and met my extended family for the first time. I imagined my grandmother, in her fathers market stands in Jaffa and Tel Aviv. I questioned the camera’s function via its imposed autobigraphical narrative, finding my place in my families history in Palestine. The VHS fomat made this geographical deliberation tangible. This physicalized nostaligia (finding the tapes and chords, getting everyone together, etc) reveals a socialized way in which family sructure operates within the mechanized world. For me, it served as a way to both reorganize time and simultaneously challenge modern technology and the mechanical eye.