An experimental film featuring a split screen. On the right, a number of people appear moving upwards - symbolizing the ruling class. On the left, we see a production line in a factory, where the products of human labor pass by. Towards the end, the products become human body parts. The film adaptation of Karl Marx's Capital.
Short animation produced in a 3D animation course using the MAYA software.
A woman returning home falls asleep and has vivid dreams that may or may not be happening in reality...
"as work in progress: treasures found in the streams around me."
Inspired by the dominant motif of the novel by the great Austrian writer Adalbert Stifter, "L’Arrièr...
Ion is a seemingly normal guy whose life goes by without a hitch. A phone call; a meeting with a fri...
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A couple, Vlad and Sophy, navigate their relationship as well as their own struggles with mental hea...
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A serene winterscape glides, as in a dream, across the screen, from darkness to darkness...Vision sh...
As a family struggles to survive in rural isolation during the Great Depression, their daughter's se...
A day in the city of Berlin, which experienced an industrial boom in the 1920s, and still provides a...
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Dinner time in a remote home of a prairie family turns nightmarish when a band of blood spattered ou...
A meditation on the human quest to transcend physicality, constructed from decaying archival footage...
First, I wanted to make a kind of reflexively impoverished Busby Berkeley extravaganza. Second, I wa...