Sheds

<p>A tattered and broken lawn chair sits atop boxes of—What? A dusty suit-bag hangs toward the back purposely hidden in a corner. Objects hold memories; some worthily preserved others advisably disposed. The Triolo siblings obsessively follow their family's hoarding traditions. They build sheds. It is part of their DNA. They fail to realize that saving was a necessity and a virtue for their ancestors but obsessive storing becomes a burden and a curse to them. Sheds is a story of secrets hidden away in damp musty cubicles. It is a tale of shanty vaults that hold possessions that in all reality end up possessing the holders.</p>