sound & music for animation/experimental film & moRe
Animation, Documentary and Experimental film
() Na het verdwijnen by Maï Calon
coming soon …
Paravan by Laura Ivic At the end of the 1980s, my father joined the Yugoslav army as a deep-sea diver. I still hear all kinds of stories about that period in his life. My father is very good at telling stories, but in reality our relationship has always been difficult. In the form of a mosaic film, I am looking for connections that do link me to him. Paravan is a poetic documentary about our memories of a shared space, underwater.
Regie, camera, productie, montage, sounddesign, decor: Laura Ivic Montage-adviseur: Martijn Van De Wiele Sounddesign: aRzu saglam Cast: Nebojsa Ivic, Kumail Syed, Maya Clapdorp
Goodbye SOAL by Paola Cubillos The quietness in a woman’s apartment is imperilled by the emergence of a water leak. As the drops fall, unspoken memories of a sleeping man surface with a scared child begging to be seen and protected.
Schleudergang by Gurli Bachmann
Boom by Maï Calon The tree grows, and we follow in its stride. We break through the earth’s surface. An explosion of light, air, and breath. The openness, The plain we see before us stands in stark contrast to the womb-like ground. The wind makes the grass dance. Playfully, it moves like a flock of birds in the open air. Leaning to one side, then moving smoothly to the other. Organic movement transforms into a dragging, almost sleepwalking pace. Fragile winter branches face each other naked and sharp. As the light climbs and dusk gives way to sharp shadows, the branches and trunks become silhouettes. The sun gives more than just light. The tree awakens from its winter sleep. Animatedly, they suggest the tip of the tree. Reaching for the sky, the playful lines end and merge into white: the sky. As an epilogue, a video fragment of an entire tree appears.
earlier work in Animation as an animator
One million steps by Eva Stotz A tap dancer performs, while elsewhere people run from the tear gas of the police. Two worlds apart – if it wasn’t for an unexpected opening in the floor, right in front of the dancer.