Cinematography
Images of concrete and stone. A cemetery. Light making its way through the tree leaves.
Editor
Images of concrete and stone. A cemetery. Light making its way through the tree leaves.
Director
Images of concrete and stone. A cemetery. Light making its way through the tree leaves.
Editor
An afternoon in the woods. Every camera movement a stroke of a brush. An impossible painting. Never completing itself, always starting anew.
Cinematography
An afternoon in the woods. Every camera movement a stroke of a brush. An impossible painting. Never completing itself, always starting anew.
Director
An afternoon in the woods. Every camera movement a stroke of a brush. An impossible painting. Never completing itself, always starting anew.
Cinematography
Sunday afternoon. Images of last summer. A view of the sunset from a hill. Some flashes.
Editor
Sunday afternoon. Images of last summer. A view of the sunset from a hill. Some flashes.
Director
Sunday afternoon. Images of last summer. A view of the sunset from a hill. Some flashes.
Cinematography
A film about endless processes. Images reappearing. New sentences being written.
Editor
A film about endless processes. Images reappearing. New sentences being written.
Director
A film about endless processes. Images reappearing. New sentences being written.
Director of Photography
A meditation on time and its effect on memory. About the rocks the sea tries to drag away from the shore, towards the ocean, with every wave.
Editor
A meditation on time and its effect on memory. About the rocks the sea tries to drag away from the shore, towards the ocean, with every wave.
Director
A meditation on time and its effect on memory. About the rocks the sea tries to drag away from the shore, towards the ocean, with every wave.
Director of Photography
A small evocation of my old room. Some flowers, a piece of wood, my diary. Finished April 2020.
Editor
A small evocation of my old room. Some flowers, a piece of wood, my diary. Finished April 2020.
Director
A small evocation of my old room. Some flowers, a piece of wood, my diary. Finished April 2020.
Editor
A film motivated by nothing (but daily life and (my) vision). It represents nothing, it signifies nothing. There’s no hidden meaning, no defined subject, no predetermined objective. Inside and outside. Just angles, textures and flashes of color. A whole different empire of vision, impossible to be put into words. “Nothing” as anything outside common visual knowledge, anything that defies the logic of naming the world; a possibility for a new way of thinking; of dealing with our visual world.
Cinematography
A film motivated by nothing (but daily life and (my) vision). It represents nothing, it signifies nothing. There’s no hidden meaning, no defined subject, no predetermined objective. Inside and outside. Just angles, textures and flashes of color. A whole different empire of vision, impossible to be put into words. “Nothing” as anything outside common visual knowledge, anything that defies the logic of naming the world; a possibility for a new way of thinking; of dealing with our visual world.
Director
A film motivated by nothing (but daily life and (my) vision). It represents nothing, it signifies nothing. There’s no hidden meaning, no defined subject, no predetermined objective. Inside and outside. Just angles, textures and flashes of color. A whole different empire of vision, impossible to be put into words. “Nothing” as anything outside common visual knowledge, anything that defies the logic of naming the world; a possibility for a new way of thinking; of dealing with our visual world.
Cinematography
The creation of an infinite space. Light modulations over water surfaces, conjugating into multiple alterations. Time and light being reshaped through a liquid lens. The illusion of a starry night turns into a sea “roofed over by rainbows.”
Editor
The creation of an infinite space. Light modulations over water surfaces, conjugating into multiple alterations. Time and light being reshaped through a liquid lens. The illusion of a starry night turns into a sea “roofed over by rainbows.”
Director
The creation of an infinite space. Light modulations over water surfaces, conjugating into multiple alterations. Time and light being reshaped through a liquid lens. The illusion of a starry night turns into a sea “roofed over by rainbows.”
Editor
A film about creation itself, a rite of the sun and the surfaces illuminated by it. Light capturing and light summoning "in a primitive attempt to catch the sun with my hands".
Cinematography
A film about creation itself, a rite of the sun and the surfaces illuminated by it. Light capturing and light summoning "in a primitive attempt to catch the sun with my hands".
Director
A film about creation itself, a rite of the sun and the surfaces illuminated by it. Light capturing and light summoning "in a primitive attempt to catch the sun with my hands".
