Yuri Muraoka

The Kazuo Shinohara–designed "House on a Curved Road" was the home of my father, Shirouyasu Suzuki. After my father and mother passed away and the rooms were cleared, only light moves within my memories. By capturing this wavering light, the work is an attempt to grasp how the foundation of private expression exists through changes in the external world.

Yuri raised two little birds whose names were Mystic and Surrealistic, One day, Surrealistic was dead. This film is mainly about YURI who wishes SURREALISTIC would come to life again and God Horus who holds a ritual for the revival. This film challenges every existing concept such as “Living things will die certainly someday,” and depicts the miraculous fusion of YURI, MYSTIC and SURREALISTIC after overcoming barriers of species and sex with fantastical images and beautiful colors.

"M" is an initial of my little bird "Mystic". "Dedicated to M" is a work that was dedicated to my dear little bird. I will break the shell of the human soul. I have a sexual relationship with "M" in the time of eternity.

A short film by Tetsuji Muraoka.

A canvas painted in black and a canvas painted in vivid yellow-green. They love each other. Grating bone structure. Melting paints. This is a work that draws their love and a virginity loss from aspects of the black canvas.

Using optical technology, this work steps right into the creative milieu of 1920s Europe, from its art and costume to its music and even psycho-analytic content. In addition to the numerous forms of quotation and reference, the glimpses of modern scenery leave a strong impression. Are the quietly rising crane and the round clock metaphors for the subject matter? A study of the body collaged amidst distant and recent memories of moving images.

This film is about the reason why I haven’t eaten meat since I was in middle teenage. The themes are “the person who has tied up with a rope and dragged by a dog walking with two legs, the position of the person and a dog being swapped” and ”sex”.

Yuri’s daily life after her marriage and building a home. She cleans, does the laundry, cooks and does household bookkeeping. In the repeated daily life, suddenly the snowscape appeared in front of her, and the girl who wears a red coat crouched there. Her eyes were stuck by nails and hurt. A boat floating on the lake of yellow-green semen. Pregnant Yuri dozes on the boat.

The portrait of me and my daughters which depicts the relationship between “the personality” and “the world / the society” as of 2018. This is the story about an intense dichotomy inside / outside of me. It goes back and forth between “the personality” and “the world / the society”, my daughters become social / universal existences from personal existences. The definition of “red” extends to “life” and appears as a powerless and religious Daruma doll which loses its arms and legs. “White” and “black” rise above a simple dichotomy and start to possess the concept of “gray”. And the world which is made of a mix of various colors becomes “transparent”. If you keep sticking to “the personality”, it changes to “the world”. This is my destination throughout my creative activities and shows what the world is [FilmFreeway].

Graduation work at IMAGE FORUM and first film by Nonoho Suzuki.

This film is dedicated to my 1-year-old daughter Hana/花(which means “flowers”) and my 3-year-old daughter Nemu/眠(which means “sleep”) who learns Hiragana recently. The reason why I created this film is that I wanted to show them “the magic” that their favorite Teddy bear can move.

The relationships which could have been everlasting will end sometime. The time when I hold loved ones in my arms. The time when I fall asleep feeling the breathing of warm living things. We realize that there are wishes that never come true in this world. The memories of a broken family, and a breaking family. This film is about the days of our lives with a dying cat which has a hard time breathing due to incurable diseases.

In the year 2020, when the world was forced to ‘change’, I wanted to confirm what changed and what did not change in me. The white mask I wore became the screen projecting my past. My family is sometimes hurt, but support me as I suffer from schizophrenia. We live today while looking for the answer to ‘Who are we?’

This film is about gazes and goodbyes. An attempt to weave images with words and to weave a poem with images. I realize that living is suffering to see that Nemu, the one of my daughters, squirms with the struggle and sunflowers squirm to try to bloom. Poem “The Eyeball Person” : https://beachwind-lib.net/?p=36165

I went to the company to get up in the morning. And I saw a video taken by a mobile phone. It's a festival to raise the large kite that Hamamatsu festival of Shizuoka. They raise the kite when the first child is born. I was printing the video to OHP. And I cut it to 35mm film. I then projected it. My wife and I went to raise the kite to the park. I attached a camera to thekite. The ground looked like my wife's belly. My wife gave birth to a child. We named her "Nemu". She was born in 2005. Nemu became one year old. She became able to walk. I wanted to celebrate with everyone.