The more the time passes, the more I conceive my life in terms of creation and construction. My job, my relationships, my hobbies, the way I express myself, all is seen through this prism.
To the point it can become a problem. All that is not construction or progress doesn’t interests me. All that evolves through my actions passionates me, all that stagnates by the fault of others makes me turn away.
I have this visceral need of to move forward, always, to construct from the tiniest thing to the absolute
Write during eight hours, do not see the sun come, be somewhere else; live the scene, be surprised by characters actions, be enthusiastic by an outcome; feel the place, the atmosphere, the smells; make a break, two, three paragraphs of peace between the blows of the swords, a landscape from the walls dominating the ladders of the warriors, a breathe of wind in the mane of a steed, the foliage of a forest, the air of an unknown girl; under the grey sky and its rain; on ocher of the sands, on the pearly color of embrace.
Writing+Days of shootings and entire nights on the assembly; be inspired by a music and imagine the scenes; search for the good connection, the ideal set when the music kicks in; go back to shoot sets because it’s not perfectly what it must be, because we can do better, always do better; and do it again. A period in WoW, and before in short films in engineering and IUT.
Des journées à filmer et des nuits entières sur le montage ; être inspiré par une musique et imaginer les scènes; chercher à placer le bon raccord, le plan idéal à l’envolée de la mélodie ; retourner filmer car ce n’est pas parfaitement ce qu’il fallait, parce qu’on peut faire mieux, toujours faire mieux ; et recommencer. Une période issue de WoW, et précédemment des courts métrages en Ingé et IUT.
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