Žiga Saksida

Koyaa is painting a wooden chair. He notices he got some of the blue paint on the trashcan, too. He tries wiping the stain but that just smears it around, so he decides to paint the whole can blue instead. The can resists, rolling off on its little wheels, racing and chomping, as it goes, on the newspaper Mr Raven was using to build his birdhouse. Koyaa needs a clever way to catch it!

While Mr Raven is crafting a cardboard birdhouse, Koyaa is preparing to paint. As he grabs his brush, the canvass starts folding all by itself, turns into a paper airplane, and flies off. Koyaa will need a special plan to outsmart the tricky paper sheet.

Koyaa tackles everyday situations in his own wacky way.

After an assassination attempt, a broke mob wife takes over his husband's dirty work and collects her husband's debt with the help of her best friend - a hairdresser and her step daughter.

Koyaa is getting ready to step outside into a cold winter day. He tries to grab his scarf off the clothes stand, but it slithers away like a snake, acting silly! Will Koyaa manage to grab it?

It focuses on Ana, the wife of tycoon Sašo. When her husband gets in trouble and disappears, she realizes she does not know anything about her husband or his business.

Married to a wealthy meat dealer, Mojca (45) is worshiper of fine art and mother of two grown-up kids. Desperate for love and passion, she becomes an object of video installation which her ex-lover and now renown conceptual artist Milos is completing with a help of her daughter Nika. Mojca’s hunt for love becomes a wild journey for everyone involved in this film, including the crew shooting the film Installation of Love…

For the End of Time is a film about the mind… a film about the body and our inability to merge these two entities which are shaping a form of civilization known under the term “human”. A human is not a being unto itself. A human is a construct… a civilization-related coding of a certain precise time and place. A human is not a uniform creature. A human is a split between many things… but the worst is the split carried inside… that between the mind and the body… How can we feel others, if the only universe that an individual truly lives in and feels is his or her own universe? How can you feel for the other… How can the other feel for you? Only as much as the pain of the other resembles yours – thus as a reminiscence of one’s own pain. This is the only way. For the End of Time is a film on a quest… for the eternal longing “to find the real thing.

The game of chess as a symbolic and performative practice forms the core of this video, which is essentially determined by staged scenes, reworked mechanical figurines and the performance of the main protagonists. It differs both from the high-tech video spot and fast editing.