Taruto Fuyama

This house rattling spirit has lived in this old house for generations. But the old woman who lives there as the final resident can no longer hear the noises it makes, which leaves the house rattler filled with a sense of longing.

The everyday life of an elephant and a woman, his wife in a lakeside house. Their life together with a certain distance repeats itself. The traces of the passing time cover the familiar landscape. One day an accident happens to the couple living together with contradictions and secrets

A mother goat rescues her kids from the belly of a wolf, but where is her eldest son Toruku?

Even though I feel like I'm living in the now, here, I think I just end up being in nowhere all the time. And in the nowhere, I find the now and the here.

It happens at a half-demolished shopping street. After a brief rain, there comes a moment of another landscape.

How to make this mysterious cake? The ingredients include blue eggs, cookie flowers, pillow stuffing and much more.

This house rattling spirit has lived in this old house for generations. But the old woman who lives there as the final resident can no longer hear the noises it makes, which leaves the house rattler filled with a sense of longing.

The everyday life of an elephant and a woman, his wife in a lakeside house. Their life together with a certain distance repeats itself. The traces of the passing time cover the familiar landscape. One day an accident happens to the couple living together with contradictions and secrets

A mother goat rescues her kids from the belly of a wolf, but where is her eldest son Toruku?

Even though I feel like I'm living in the now, here, I think I just end up being in nowhere all the time. And in the nowhere, I find the now and the here.

It happens at a half-demolished shopping street. After a brief rain, there comes a moment of another landscape.

How to make this mysterious cake? The ingredients include blue eggs, cookie flowers, pillow stuffing and much more.

Heartbroken, I bought a bottle of wine and drank it walking home. A tipsy journey reconstructed using the Japanese traditional storytelling method "rakugo."

One night as I was walking through the forest, a robber steals my bookmark. I chase him only to end up in an endless void of darkness.

These girls live by the law of heels. As painful as the codes may be, they're also the source of so many of their secret pleasures.

An alternative take on the birth of our moon and what one woman lost in the process of creating it.

At night, a man holds out his own leash into the void. He has to explode in order to escape.

A record of sensation and signs of watching tumbling, moving and then floating

In the moments before death, one of the Battling Gods recalls his defeat in a magnificent fight. That battle transcended meta worlds, time and parallel universes as the Battling God faced off with another of his kind. All living creatures celebrated their fight with cries of joy.

You can hear three stories, and see one story. That makes four different stories happening at the same time.

The angel of wind exhales, sending fluffy dandelion seeds into a slow dance. Wind and light guide the downy seeds into the magical world of botany.

A dog we like to pet on the way home from school, an eccentric guy, and ringing doorbells as a prank. That's our life in this town.

Okinawa is ominous right before the arrival of a typhoon. At first, Anri is excited by the unusual turn of events, but gradually she becomes fearful of the threatening typhoon. Then, her big sister tells her that typhoons have an eye...

My day begins by descending a hill. At the end of the day, I climb it and go home. Down and up I go, feeling what?

Here, everyone is an outlander. But something's not right. Everyone else has a place to sit at the table, a home to return to at will. Not him. Lonely as it may be, he will look ahead and find his place here.

Mizuki Kiyama's short animation utilizes a paint on glass technique to render a young girl's visit to a neighborhood sento (bath house) with her mother with dazzling sensuous wonder. Evoking childish fascination at daily rituals, this quotidian act amidst feminine intimacy becomes a space of otherworldly fantasy.

The borderland between sleeping and waking is the moment when the daughter melds into her father.

"Someday, this will end. I hate it. I wanna live forever," murmurs a girl over and over again. Does she repeat the same moments, or does she move forward? It looks and sounds either way. A wordplay animation.

Summer is coming to an end. A little girl on the beach remembers the days spent giggling and dancing with her friend. The goodbyes and memories intertwine in a mesh of sorrow and joy.

One day a boy encounters a street vendor who sells chicks.Even the boy knows these birds will die very soon. To his eyes, the man is selling none other than death itself.

A girl made of unmelted snow has fallen in love with the dragon who brings spring. A story of changing seasons and thawing hearts.

A girl reads a book titled “The Anatomy of Feelings” in a room floating on the sea.

"You're right. There was a bug–I killed it." Late at night, only one voice wafts around the room. What lies on the other end of the telephone line is anyone's guess...

Now a grown woman, I sit on the train recollecting my childhood. That morning field baking in the sun. Making one bamboo-leaf boat after the other. The smoke from the fireworks spreading like a thick fog. And to those memories I say, "Welcome back."

The girl wished to transcend her own body and become a jellyfish. She was drawn to the figure of the jellyfish floating freely in the sea.

Deep down the alley the black cat has entered is a town where nonhuman beings live in peace. The cat returns to his home to rest when suddenly he hears a strange sound coming from next door.

A girl heading home from school is met with a bigger version of herself who poses arbitrary challenges with unspeakable consequences. The little girl tries to keep up but suddenly the stakes are raised.

A woman traces her memories through a pearl ring, and comes upon her mother gazing at the same ring. But her memories soon lose their outline and become enclosed within the pearl.

Lion Nanny rides the train and embarks on a life journey while interacting with those around her.

That moment of refreshing sensation when drinking a soda in the hot summer.

We have limited control over our bodies, and we can't change ourselves at will. While I yearn for complete freedom, I also want to make peace with my frustration.

Two brothers are drawing pictures in art class, but they see completely different things. The younger one is confused by the behavior of his brother, who is lost in his own world. But then, his big brother shares his beautiful world of gentle sea creatures.

The mouse finds a prism and it reveals to him a magnificent rainbow like he's never seen before. He tries to show his friends but for some reason it won't reappear. It seems beauty has a mind of its own.

The theme comes from unique Japanese folklore, Red Uncleanness or defilement with blood. A girl, whose thought pattern jumps at a leap. . . confines her various thoughts on the other side of the mirror and inside the sliding doors to go outside.

How long has it been since she lost control of her body? She is completely tapped out and finds herself wishing that she could just shed her body.

In the pitch darkness a man cannot see anything. Only light source is a light lit with a match by someone else. The light is lit and put out. This repeats sometime and eventually the man makes up his mind.