He thinks that he would like to make a film about a poet who is misunderstood. But he is also thinking about memory, about the way lives are built up from fragments gathered and mixed together. When you look back on your own life, you never see it as a straight line; it comes to you in a series of moments, loops that play out of order and blur together at the edges. He thinks: Perhaps I could capture the way that feels, that mingling. Perhaps the way to make animation into art is to animate the experience of time.
