There is a pig in front of the house. There are people in the house. Everyone knows about the pig, and the pig is aware of everyone, but none of them knows how and to what extent everyone else or the pig knows about each other. Mom doesn't know about Dad, either... Drawn with mechanical pencil with its 0.3mm diameter lead on zarabanshi (coarse paper), the animation delivers a unique sense of image that utilizes the texture of the paper and the heterogeneity of lines.
(10 min. 10 sec.)
© Atsushi Wada / Tokyo University of the Arts
Born in Hyogo Prefecture, 1980. He studied visual image at Osaka Kyoiku University, Image Forum Institute of Moving Image and the Graduate School of Film and New Media, Tokyo University of the Arts. He started producing animation works on his own since 2002, and released Hana no Hi (Day of Nose), Sou iu Megane (Well, That's Glasses), and more. In a pig's eye won the Best Film Award at the Fantoche International Animation Film Festival in 2010, and his latest work, Haru no Shikumi (The Mechanism of Spring), was screened at the Venice International Film Festival.
Animation brought to life through a distinctive rhythm
In a pig's eye doesn't understand. But then again, this may not be a film that audiences should try to understand to begin with. It feels as if we are learning TaiChi as we try to match our breath to that of the artist's. Without even realizing it, we become dragged into his distinct rhythm of time and space.
To begin with, his pictures are quite unique, as if they are of those found on very old advertisements of pills or ointments left behind in the subconscious that have suddenly sprung back to life, or of Japanese paintings by MACHIDA Kumi (though her style is quite different) whose motor skills have been retarded.
Regardless, I believe this artist's style is quite remarkable.
Residents of "WADA World" proliferate all around while emitting such sounds as "Fu!" and "Ha!" Animated underpants men and breaths (there's the theme of "breath" again) of limp pigs blow a man up in the air with their strange rhythm of time and space.
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