
I think they tried to exorcise me!
For some time now, I've felt that, in a way as cruel and invasive as an exorcism, there's an attempt to strip away everything I love most about the creative process: the time, the failure, the trying, the playing, the experimenting!
I can't stand being bombarded anymore with ads and stupid excuses regarding artificial intelligence! It's as if everything and everyone around me is endlessly saying that one of the things I love most in this world, something that saved me and continues to save me every day, is something that needs to be "cast out" of me, of you, of those yet to be born! And that puts me in such a state of fury that I actually seek possession! So, every time they try to exorcise me, I'm seized by an overwhelming urge to try, to fail, to play, and to experiment, taking all the time I need, even if it means taking the longest path in the world!
This animation was made just like that: I experimented with and embraced every impulse that arose