Original Music Composer
국제 감사관인 프랑스인 알랭은 코카서스에 있는 오랫동안 사용하지 않고 있는 공항의 재개 여부를 승인하기 위해 공항을 감사하는 임무를 맡고 파견된다. 이 지역의 어린 소년인 에드가는 수상한 거래를 하며 공항 주변을 배회한다. 외부인인 알랭에게 이 지역 사람들의 공항에 대한 태도는 미스터리 하기만 하다.
Producer
In a small commercial harbour in the south of France, two Moroccan sailors are watching over ferries that were abandoned by ship-owners. Young Syrians make a stopover to load their cattle, African traders prepare a convoy of second-hand vehicles. Men, machines, and animals transit through this space open onto the sea.
Director
Breaking with luminous assaults. Fighting against attempts at revelation. Gripping, resisting, only leaving a few traces.
Director
The director explains some of the themes behind his work.
Director
Video Installation on four projectors made by Pierre-Yves Cruaud.
Director
This video is inspired by the life of painter Sam Francis.
Director
The cinematographic machine gets under way and tries to awaken a memory. A trip down memory lane, following fragile indications and inducing images yet to be born.
Director
nseparable barriers limit the vital space of human activities. Pedestrians emerge from static lines, isolated in the outline of their bodies, only to disappear once more when they encounter the next boundary. Underpinned by an electronic soundscape, Le silence est en marche questions spatial and social conditioning.
Director
Minor observations, confused and unconscious, run parallel to the perception of the whole. A sentence from Leibniz that defines my artistic trajectory.
Director
Two points of view from the same sequence of takes are presented through two separate frames.
Director
The construction of the Sagrada Familia from the architect Gaudi is seen and heard like a rhytmic construction.
Director
The private life of several individuals is revealed in front of cameras settled in the bedrooms which they use.
Compositor
Who has never felt lost in a crowd? Who has never questioned their own identity through the anonymity of the city streets? In Fausse Solitude, Pierre-Yves Cruaud lets himself go in an urban merry-go-round until he reaches dizziness. With the camera fixed on the image of his face, he pulls us into his solitude.
Who has never felt lost in a crowd? Who has never questioned their own identity through the anonymity of the city streets? In Fausse Solitude, Pierre-Yves Cruaud lets himself go in an urban merry-go-round until he reaches dizziness. With the camera fixed on the image of his face, he pulls us into his solitude.
Director
Who has never felt lost in a crowd? Who has never questioned their own identity through the anonymity of the city streets? In Fausse Solitude, Pierre-Yves Cruaud lets himself go in an urban merry-go-round until he reaches dizziness. With the camera fixed on the image of his face, he pulls us into his solitude.
