Whether in cave paintings or the latest uses of the Internet, human beings have always told their histories and truths through parable and fable. We are inveterate storytellers.
Each January, nearly half a million people visit the small town of Saundatti for ajatre or festival, to be blessed by Yellamma, the Hindu goddess of fertility.
Everything a teenager does, says or looks at, however transitory, contributes to an aggregated virtual self that might one day have consequences for its real-life counterpart. How many of us would keep all our relationships and reputations intact if every transgression, mistake or youthful folly was held in public view?
People have a right to have their lives witnessed; if we coexist with the systems that abuse people, then we have a duty to understand.
I come from the school who thought the Internet could be the great democratising force, that getting rid of the gatekeepers was a positive move.
I don't see such a huge difference between online and 'in real life'. I think it has now become one and the same.
I hate it when everybody thinks I'm a... what's the word, a marauding mother! It's bigger than that.
I hope that every film I make has something to offer in the area of making people feel either vindicated or different in terms of who they are.