U più vistu Da Yamamura Animation

A Parade for three managers and four performers. Sketchy drawings in a neatly arranged palette, involving quotes from the French composer Erik Satie,...

Koji Yamamura's allegory the immutability of time, love and devotion, and the unbreakable nature of the parent-child bond, into interlacing story.

A hapless country doctor describes with breathless urgency a night-time summons to attend a young patient. Events soon take on a surreal aspect as...

Short by Koji Yamamura

A polar bear who is very bored with various marine animals in the deep blue sea. It continues an ancient tradition of "Caricatures of Frolicking...

Created using "Etching on film" from the NFB's McLaren's Workshop Application.

Short by Koji Yamamura

Using the constellation as a motif, the heavens and the earth, metamorphose all the creatures.

A seaside school. In the corridor stands the principal, beloved of the high-spirited youngsters. Gazing at a picture of a whale drawn as a child, the...

Several painted figures are superimposed.

An animated archive of imaginary monsters written by a fictitious mosterologist in Medieval Europe.

The first short in the series Karo and Piyobupt by Koji Yamamura

Suffering from a severe case of acute rheumatism, an ancient crocodile is no longer able to take care of himself, let alone hunt to stay alive. One...

A series of nine flipbook-like vignettes showcasing simple revelations of movement and color. Koji Yamamura's animation refers back to the...

A normal day turns into a day of adventure when an elevator that carries a boy does not stop where it should.

A miserly man eats the pits of some cherries he can't stand throwing out. A tree starts growing from the top of his head. He cuts it off; it grows...

This film depicts evolution from birth of life to whale in the sea with music and images by dedication to the American contemporary composer George...

Somewhere between calligraphy, embryology and words from beyond the grave, a convulsive poem wraps itself around the Japanese syllable...

Here, everything is The North. This is an account of the people I met in The North. However, my fragmented memory doesn't capture the essence at all.

A child whose head is numerals, a child who winds his own face and has it under his arm. What was left is his identity, a child whose eyes are...