In My Mind

A woman returning home falls asleep and has vivid dreams that may or may not be happening in reality. Through repetitive images and complete...

The image pans slowly around a coastal moor, a neighborhood of silent villas and empty streets, a forest path in fading summer light. There are no...

Ion is a seemingly normal guy whose life goes by without a hitch. A phone call; a meeting with a friend; small, unimportant everyday situations. One...

The interface of contrary realities is torn. Passion and fear of unbelievable strength are connecting and scattering the siblings. What remains: the...

CRISP., wherein a jealous man's attempt to steal a delicious apple crisp causes reality to break down and begins a chain of events leading to an...

There is no escape… From one side of the globe to the other, there is no escaping the faces, the visions, the ever-watchful camera. There is...

(Some of us) Still run down the same [mental&emotional] streets we revered/reproached/replaced as children.

Slowed, stowed, achingly retold.

Still it's really tall. Still it's really floundering/falling/fading.

A gang of women wreak havoc in the city, killing various men who have treated women poorly. And sometimes they do it just for fun.

Seeking fulfillment, a young drifter forgoes isolation to embark on a year-long murder spree.

Within a single space, the director treats the sorrows of two people married to each other.