After spending the night together, a couple part ways. Punctuated by his morning rituals, she floats through a dream and wakes up alone. A beguiling film about the tensions between intimacy and loneliness, dreams and reality.

How can one measure proximity, when human and nonhuman bodies interact? A hand reaches out, but contact is impossible. The film is textured by 3D animation, claymation and disembodied narration that questions the essence of being touched.

On an unknown planet, robots maintain a pristine environment. Humans are confined to a polluted metropolis, an abattoir in a glass bubble that envelopes their world. The workers revolt, but will they contaminate the planet? A film about proletarian and ecological emancipation.

A long time ago, there lived a cat, who lives for fish. Until the cat met the biggest fish, the whale. Soon after, the whale is no longer a whale and the cat is no longer a cat. Signaling Moby Dick and Gulliver's Travels, Joana Locher creates a crazy yet perfectly plausible mythical universe.

Adapted from a poem by Johann König, a man contemplates suicide under a bridge. Longing for a lost love, he wants to join her on the other side. A chorus emerges on a parallel bridge, trying to dissuade him from the jump. A macabre comedy ensues.

Three children, Spring, Summer and Autumn, won't let their little brother Winter play along with them. Disappointed, he retreats into the forest. How can he get the attention and approval of his siblings?

This film is a Genesis story in chalk drawings. God creates a paradise and calls it Switzerland. Adam is a phallus, Eve is a torso. Adam’s appetite for destruction and consumption leads us to the present day. "A caustic and smirking fable about phallocracy." - Michel Boujut

Music video for Šuma Covjek. Art history is oversaturated with the contributions of men. Cut out animation is a mechanism to reconfigure and recontextualise these images, thereby breathing new life into them. The juxtaposition imbues the photomontage with new meaning.

Sleeping alone, she tosses and turns. Her solitude is broken. Slipping in and out of consciousness, moving through associative images. She feels suffocated by her partner and frees herself, indiscriminately devouring men like an ogre. She’s overwhelmed, and he’s alone.

The kiosk is Olga‘s little home simply because her sweet tooth and monotonous life has made her bigger than the exit. By day, she serves her customers with compassion; by night, she dreams big. An absurd incident begins her journey towards paradise, just as she is.