Passi (Or whatever is remembered)
Nestled in the structure of a video game, a child strolls through memories.
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Bla Bla
A girl spaces out during a conversation with her coworker, leading to an overblown misunderstanding.
One Day: The Nymph’s Aria to the Mayfly
In a dying world, a lone mayfly meets a mourning river nymph who laments but does nothing. Trapped in plastic, the mayfly mutates and bites back. A haunting animated fable about nature, grief, and the limits of poetry.
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Let Go
«Let Go» is a music video of the punk band Fervents from Liège (Belgium) animated by Simon Medard.
Julie
“Julie” is a music video capturing the bittersweet journey of moving out of a familiar home to the big city, balancing the excitement of newfound independence with the quiet melancholy of leaving the past behind.
Fačuk
In a God-fearing village lying between two rivers, giving birth to a fachuk — an illegitimate child — is a mortal sin. Everyone in the village recoils from the young pregnant woman who is about to give birth at any moment. In this narrow-minded and harsh rural environment, fear grows inside her.
Mother of Dawn
In the void of night, a hungry creature looks for food and perpetuates an everyday cycle.
17 O’Clock
A family of four must live an everyday life while the world around them shatters during the armed conflict 2001. While the bombing is ongoing these two parents are in a constant dilemma, protecting and sheltering their children inside the four walls of their home, as they beg to play in the sun, or allowing
Au coeur du son
“Au cœur du son” is a journey of initiation, an artistic wandering, a kind of daydream that Marie and Lucas try to embody with visual codes, like in Murnau’s Nosferatu, where without a word, the extreme attraction of the two protagonists is felt in the smallest of our cells, right up to the tragic fate
it’s just a whole
She knew this day would come and the choice she’d have to make. But as it finally comes, Maya cannot wrap her head around it. A mole – it’s so small, so insignificant, just a mark… How can it be so hard to part from it? Can Maya ever feel whole again when a bit