Grotesques // Anna Bolshakova
Those who choose a different path know it best : when a hundred eyes stare at you, look for the ones that
Conquistador // Jérémie Cousin
A tooth to lose, a coin to give : that is the tooth fairy’s motto. Brave, she will come hell or high water to fulfill her
Le piano que baise une main frêle // Clarissa d'Orival
Memory fades, the past gets foggy. An old man and his piano revive the memory of his loved one.
Mon rêve familier // Astrid Guinet
« I often have this dream, strange and penetrating… » A young woman summons the memory of the one that
loved her and whom she loved.
Après trois ans // Nina Heckel
A house, a garden, a pond, a young woman comes back to her childhood house and revive her memories.
Ô triste, triste était mon âme // Raphaël Jouzeau
Haunted by the frozen smile of the woman he loved, an aviator is ready to crash..
Marine // Maksim Litvinov
The thunder : roars ! The storm : breaks out ! The lightning : strikes ! The sea
throbs and embarks us on her salty saga.
Chanson d'automne // Jean-Baptiste Marchand
We have not forgotten : dead leaves are picked up by the shovel. But the leaf blower, ignoring melancholy, takes
Soleils couchants // Aurélie Monteix
You can’t always get what you want, but if you try sometimes, you might just find, you get what you need.
Cordialités // Nathanaël Perron
He stretches, he squirms, he sucks you in with his wretched mouth : the Parisian
metro. If the crowd is a zombie and you’re riding against traffic, enter the resistance.
Promenade sentimentale // Emilie Tronche
At dusk, a quite curious assembly observe with consideration an amphibian dancer’s choreographed
Il pleure dans mon coeur // Ariane Teillet
The mouse repeats to herself : to hell with feeling blue, I’ll keep smiling. What to do though when you can’t
help but being downhearted ?
Voulant te fuir // Valentine Vendroux
Don’t be mad if I leave, don’t leave if I’m mad : when a disagreement turns into a domestic dispute, one might lose one’s head…