Moe Mukaitani

The film expresses the sense of being left behind. It stems from the realities of my childhood and how they did not match up with what I was feeling back then.

It's winter but my heart and the classroom are hot. Unexpectedly I got my hands on a star fruit, but I never told anyone about the taste.

One day a girl and a boy set off to reach their ideal place. However, the girl comes to realize that the place they had arrived was not what she had really wanted. As the scenery around them changes, they find their minds too exist in gradations.

The little girl has a complex because she doesn’t look like her mom, and the mom wants her daughter to look more ladylike. Their faces don’t look alike, but their hands do. The girl treasures this resemblance, which also enables the mom to treat her daughter with tenderness.

The little girl has a complex because she doesn’t look like her mom, and the mom wants her daughter to look more ladylike. Their faces don’t look alike, but their hands do. The girl treasures this resemblance, which also enables the mom to treat her daughter with tenderness.

Clouds flow by. Pictures evaporate. When the act of drawing is in tune with nature’s ways, an ancient poetry echoes through the sky and in due time brings rain.

A dog we like to pet on the way home from school, an eccentric guy, and ringing doorbells as a prank. That's our life in this town.

The adventure of a lost little rabbit wandering through the woods. As night draws near, wonder-working plants and flowers show the way.