Kimono

Experimental animation film by José Castillo.

The soaked soil, Taking the shape of a mountain, Our river, Flows into yesterday's late sun, Fish try to shun their reflection, Bubbles wrapped the words filling up the fish tank, Fish die in between the gaps of language; Banana leaves brush away the dust on the table, Lungs that refuse to be cleansed, Thermos is a container for storing the shadow of the mountain, The inner shell broken, The mountain walks away in the night; Everything is collected into a shriveled wooden drawer, Bamboo baskets piled on the concrete floor, swaying, The grey soil flowing, Filling up all the old boundaries The dried earth needs no expression, All decisiveness and hesitation lie underneath the smooth surface

My Body Is Not My Home is a 3D animated short film following the journey of an uncanny simulacrum who undergoes the process of becoming the ‘Other’.

Experimental animation film by José Castillo.

A synthesis of sound and movement; colourful characters dance and move in repetitive patterns to percussive and melodic elements. A combination of motion and music that is hypnotic and beautiful. At first it feels structured and orderly but as more elements are added becomes quixotically expressive.

A group of partygoers consider what awaits them after death.

The leaders, the wise men, the leopard, the deer, the owl and the rat all look up in the sky in fear as a strange object flies through the sky.

As she deals with the consequences of a near-death experience, Katherine finds herself stuck in limbo, piecing together her past lives while dealing with loneliness, isolation and trauma, finding solace in unusual places

A corridor of an apartment is transformed into a claustrophobic and vertiginous vortex that swallows and imprisons you in an infinite fall through a mise en abyme: it’s a pure enclosure inside the image world, it’s the Descent into the Maelstrom.

"You gave me your mud and I turned it into gold". The Flowers of Evil, Charles Baudelaire

A woman’s uterus is the source of all life. However, none of us remember what the uterus sounds and looks like. Uterus Galaxy is an experimental animated documentary that explores what happens in the uterus when a 32-year-old woman is wondering whether she wants a baby or not.

IN A DESERT LANDSCAPE DOTTED WITH THE SMOKING CARCASSES OF CAR WRECKS, VEHICULAR AUTOMOTIVE BEINGS RACE TOWARDS EACH OTHER, SPUTTERING, ROARING, IN LUSTY SCREECHING EMBRACE, TOWARDS TOWERING DESTRUCTION WITH FORNICATIVE FERVOR. THREE YOUNG ARE FLUNG, SPRUNG FROM THE FUMING WRECKAGE, BLASTING OFF INTO THE SUN, INTO THE GIANTS MOUTH.

STATIC! VIBRATION! ENERGY! HYPNOSIS! DEMONS! A UNIVERSE BORN OF GODS BATTLING IN THE DARK WITH FLICKERING LIGHTS OF COLORED FLAME! BEASTS SHAPING HORIZONS BY THEIR MARCHING STEPS! THE SPINNING GOD HEAD! THE SHIFTING TOTEM ANIMALS! STATIC! VIBRATION! ENERGY!

An exploration of intestines

Jiro has a dream about the artist formerly known as Prince and visits the dentist with his friend the lighthouse phone man. There is sushi along the way.

An exploration of phenomena through the glyphic constitutions of geography. Pictorializing the growths and formations of earthly "bodies" (land, life, technology, language) using humanity's most elemental symbols of communication. A voice, satellite-like in its disembodiment, articulates its stream of consciousness or lack thereof; its monologue meanders and overlaps, leaving viewers space to interpret the visual material of the colorful runic terrain. The ontological map is thus instantiated.

A deformed nude woman is fired upon daily by mustachiod perverts in a spaceship attempting to impregnate her with rockets.

Hand-drawn animation tests, trials and experiments from way back when, with some water color, cut into a sweet. little. diddle. diddy. biddy. beep beep. boop boop. video.

A man goes on a walk.

In the dead of night I see your face before mine. Cobwebs stuck between the face of time keeps ticking. To undo the memory. Keep trying.