I've always been drawn to the films that didn't know what they were yet. Méliès building rockets out of cardboard. Fritz Lang's workers disappearing into machines. That anxiety about the future, rendered by hand, frame by frame. Moriana started with scissors and paper. Literally. I cut pieces, moved them around on a table, felt the weight of each element before it became a pixel. Then I brought everything into Photoshop, assembling the scenes, piece by piece. After Effects came last, to give it breath. The aesthetic is brutalist by instinct. Heavy shapes. No softness. The city in this project doesn't invite you, it just stands there, indifferent. I wanted the grain to feel like dust on a projector lens, not a filter applied afterward. This is a one-minute film. Short enough to watch twice.