Two nights ago I dreamt all the objects of the world had been washed away in a giant wave. There was a museum of the Tibetan object, but it was really a museum of all the objects that had survived. They were set up in Lazy Susans that swirled together all moved on a onveyor belt that traveled throughout the museum. "Gosila" is a film about disorder, sense-making from the ground up, slowness and the work days after the hurricane.