Insomnio (Insomnia) and Caja Húmeda (Humid Box) | | Animation & music | 2021
Visual poems to sleep deprivation and to the feeling of living in a humid house, full of mold, but not being able to escape. I have had sleep problems since I was a child. During the second year of quarantine and the pandemic I wasn't feeling too well. This animation is a brief exploration of the distress I was feeling. Also a reference to the quote by Laura Esquivel “Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves; we need oxygen and a candle to help. In this case, the oxygen for example, would come from the breath of the person you love; the candle would be any kind of food, music, caress, word, or sound that engenders the explosion that lights one of the matches. For a moment we are dazzled by an intense emotion. A pleasant warmth grows within us, fading slowly as time goes by, until a new explosion comes along to revive it. Each person has to discover what will set off those explosions in order to live, since the combustion that occurs when one of them is ignited is what nourishes the soul. That fire, in short, is its food. If one doesn't find out in time what will set off these explosions, the box of matches dampens, and not a single match will ever be lighted.” Hand drawn with ink pen and edited on Premiere Pro.