Ayoub Qanir

A young engineer's dream of becoming a fighter pilot for the Royal Moroccan Air Force is put on hold until he unravels the mystery of his missing parents.

A young woman gets emotionally caught in a voyeuristic game on the darker shades of Tokyo.

Time and space are amorphous concepts in The World of Which We Dream Doesn’t Exist. We visit several generations of a family living in Khuvsgul, on the Mongolian steppe. A Shaman elder receives a message in a dream that a great journey is ahead. His grandson is accidentally poisoned by mushrooms and the Shaman seeks the advice and support of his ancestors. As we follow each family member through their daily duties and private moments, we are also privy to the events taking place on another plane of existence, parallel to, yet removed from the world of the living

A young engineer's dream of becoming a fighter pilot for the Royal Moroccan Air Force is put on hold until he unravels the mystery of his missing parents.

A young engineer's dream of becoming a fighter pilot for the Royal Moroccan Air Force is put on hold until he unravels the mystery of his missing parents.

A young engineer's dream of becoming a fighter pilot for the Royal Moroccan Air Force is put on hold until he unravels the mystery of his missing parents.

A young woman gets emotionally caught in a voyeuristic game on the darker shades of Tokyo.

A young woman gets emotionally caught in a voyeuristic game on the darker shades of Tokyo.

Time and space are amorphous concepts in The World of Which We Dream Doesn’t Exist. We visit several generations of a family living in Khuvsgul, on the Mongolian steppe. A Shaman elder receives a message in a dream that a great journey is ahead. His grandson is accidentally poisoned by mushrooms and the Shaman seeks the advice and support of his ancestors. As we follow each family member through their daily duties and private moments, we are also privy to the events taking place on another plane of existence, parallel to, yet removed from the world of the living

Time and space are amorphous concepts in The World of Which We Dream Doesn’t Exist. We visit several generations of a family living in Khuvsgul, on the Mongolian steppe. A Shaman elder receives a message in a dream that a great journey is ahead. His grandson is accidentally poisoned by mushrooms and the Shaman seeks the advice and support of his ancestors. As we follow each family member through their daily duties and private moments, we are also privy to the events taking place on another plane of existence, parallel to, yet removed from the world of the living

Time and space are amorphous concepts in The World of Which We Dream Doesn’t Exist. We visit several generations of a family living in Khuvsgul, on the Mongolian steppe. A Shaman elder receives a message in a dream that a great journey is ahead. His grandson is accidentally poisoned by mushrooms and the Shaman seeks the advice and support of his ancestors. As we follow each family member through their daily duties and private moments, we are also privy to the events taking place on another plane of existence, parallel to, yet removed from the world of the living