Leave Me Alone! (an idea for a short animation)

Remembering his memories from his 12th birthday playing with his friends, the Man and the Woman talk to each other while the table is getting prepared for celebrating his birthnight.

The light sparkles everywhere. They both stop talking as we get further from them. Here is a cake, two chairs and a table which has being prepared for two. There sits just a man staring at the candle in the dark. The music box is singing Happy Birthday for him. The lights go on and off in his world and he still waits for her to come through the door so they both can fly.

Fiche-moi la paix…

-Viens! Regarde! Ils sont cachés ici.

-Ralenti! Ralenti!

-Ralenti! Ralenti!

-Écoute-moi quand je te parle.

-Fiche-moi la paix…

Unable to Speak

Life of a Puppeteer

I'm working on a puppet animation for the first time and I'm dealing with a photo project at the same time. It's the beginning of an idea about a puppeteer's effort to integrate into the puppet's world in order to make the puppet live the way she does. These photos are the first tests.

SEE YOU SOON! (part2)

I don’t remember how I got attracted to small objects. I know that all of a sudden I started to collect the small version of everything I was thinking about. That was a kind of visualizing my inner world, this time with miniature objects. I used to live with my paintings and my painted characters but for some reason I could never talk to them the way I needed to. Perhaps we did not belong to the same world. They were two dimensional and I had an extra dimension!!!

I started to miniaturize some of the characters of my stories, so I bought some toys; a plane, a yellow bus, a baby and some toy-men. I’ve read it somewhere that little children start to learn how to communicate with the real world through playing with toys. Now I speak with my miniature world. I don’t have the habit to talk about myself that much but I talk about my miniatures with my friends very often. I even shop for them as I do for myself. Someone told me that I need to talk and trust or I’ll never get back to who I used to be. That was how I’ve started to take a new look at the world and the people around me. I feel something is lingering in the air. But I need to restart all over again from the very beginning in the far far past; as far as the beginning of my childhood.

SEE YOU SOON! (part 1)

I don’t remember how I got attracted to small objects. I know that all of a sudden I started to collect the small version of everything I was thinking about. That was a kind of visualizing my inner world, this time with miniature objects. I used to live with my paintings and my painted characters but for some reason I could never talk to them the way I needed to. Perhaps we did not belong to the same world. They were two dimensional and I had an extra dimension!!!