In a world of her own, a young sound engineer spends all her time recording the sounds of the city. That is, until she encounters a man and succeeds in picking up the frequencies of his inner melody.
An exploration of Japanese culture by experimental animation artist José Castillo.
A feminine machine, stuffed with modern nano-technology and useless operations is depicted in this mixed-media 2D animation short, highlighting the consequences of consumerism and the downfall of civilized society. The machine reminiscent of a two-dimensional video game, leads to a destructive chain reaction after a strange malfunction, with people turning into clones and robots.
After a flat tire leaves her stranded in the woods, a woman revisits haunting memories of her self-destructive tendencies on the finger nails. As she peels the skin from her fingers, each strip draws her deeper into the past. With every layer, she steps closer to the hidden child within herself.
Jack O’ Lantern folktale about the origin of the Will-o’-the-Wisp retold through a haunted doll’s mind’s eye.
The soaked soil, Taking the shape of a mountain, Our river, Flows into yesterday's late sun, Fish try to shun their reflection, Bubbles wrapped the words filling up the fish tank, Fish die in between the gaps of language; Banana leaves brush away the dust on the table, Lungs that refuse to be cleansed, Thermos is a container for storing the shadow of the mountain, The inner shell broken, The mountain walks away in the night; Everything is collected into a shriveled wooden drawer, Bamboo baskets piled on the concrete floor, swaying, The grey soil flowing, Filling up all the old boundaries The dried earth needs no expression, All decisiveness and hesitation lie underneath the smooth surface
An exploration of phenomena through the glyphic constitutions of geography. Pictorializing the growths and formations of earthly "bodies" (land, life, technology, language) using humanity's most elemental symbols of communication. A voice, satellite-like in its disembodiment, articulates its stream of consciousness or lack thereof; its monologue meanders and overlaps, leaving viewers space to interpret the visual material of the colorful runic terrain. The ontological map is thus instantiated.
In the dead of night I see your face before mine. Cobwebs stuck between the face of time keeps ticking. To undo the memory. Keep trying.
A man goes on a walk.
A deformed nude woman is fired upon daily by mustachiod perverts in a spaceship attempting to impregnate her with rockets.
Hand-drawn animation tests, trials and experiments from way back when, with some water color, cut into a sweet. little. diddle. diddy. biddy. beep beep. boop boop. video.
STATIC! VIBRATION! ENERGY! HYPNOSIS! DEMONS! A UNIVERSE BORN OF GODS BATTLING IN THE DARK WITH FLICKERING LIGHTS OF COLORED FLAME! BEASTS SHAPING HORIZONS BY THEIR MARCHING STEPS! THE SPINNING GOD HEAD! THE SHIFTING TOTEM ANIMALS! STATIC! VIBRATION! ENERGY!
A stop motion/collaged based independent short film plays with the recontextualisation of memories and how time distorts them.
As she deals with the consequences of a near-death experience, Katherine finds herself stuck in limbo, piecing together her past lives while dealing with loneliness, isolation and trauma, finding solace in unusual places
The best short film about Jesus during the pandemic.
The story of SIDESTAGE is one of Theatre. That moment before you step onstage, when suddenly every worry floods your mind, and the thick stage makeup suddenly feels too heavy, and you know you look ridiculous. You can't remember your queues, your blocking, you don't even know if anyone is in the audience to see you. But then your queue comes up, and it all fades away, and the show goes on.
A beautiful place, the same old place. Shapes of blues and greens flow with grace, a feast of rêverie for the eye. Wind, water, sun, light, the world dances with the mind. Peace and melancholy sing as everything flows and goes. Choking on comfort, locked in this world, one can simply waltz with their thoughts. In this ballad of wonders, there's only one way in and no way out. Fragmenting reality, the hues twirl along with the music. This could go on forever. This is the mind's favorite game. No resisting. Now diving into escapism.
Early CGI animation.
A group of partygoers consider what awaits them after death.