The wide, open plains of the Colombian desert fill up the screen, with a woman walking by herself, barely visible at first sight. Living a mostly isolated life, Georgina has weathered various trials and tribulations, hinted at by the many wrinkles covering her face. She has not, however, lost an ounce of her sweetness, concealed by the strength she needs to show to fight for her place in a society that has taken decades to respect her as a transgender woman, and a Kafkian bureaucracy that insists on denying her the right to self-affirmation. 

SOUL OF THE DESERT is bookended by Georgina’s journey to get an ID card that matches her identity, but in the middle it explores, through her eyes, the lives of the indigenous community she is a part of, and the tension between her loneliness and the community around her, which has, contradictorily, pushed her away and pulled her in. The story of a Wayuu woman who has lost fear for she has nothing left to lose, and is left wondering, “are there others like me?”.