The Streets Know My Name follows a young Togolese survivor of child trafficking as he rebuilds his life in Nigeria. Blending documentary and fiction, the film traces his search for identity and home across borders, shedding light on resilience, memory, and the long shadows of a stolen past.
Iran, isolated mountain. A wooden cabin. An old healer gives birth to... a turtle.
Poachers and climate change are wiping out the fine clam and the slimy clam in the Galician estuaries
A brave mouse in a cinema packed with cats is trying to twist a seemingly repetitive film, where a cat is chasing another mouse in hamster wheels.
Can images save us from oblivion?
A drawn body of a woman, based on photographed and imagined images, stands alone in a room. Through everyday gestures and basic needs, it embodies an isolated existence, where routine is tinged with crisis, while interaction with the outside world remains digital, immaterial, mediated by a screen. Revealed by a scrolling movement, physical space dissolves into dreamlike dimensions, transforming into a surreal, cosmic environment. In its organic fragility, the body is placed between realistic and imaginary dimensions, questioning its very being through a two-dimensional image, emptied, doubled and distorted.
