Sponsorship

Brands support my art, but I stick to my own thing

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A black-and-white close-up of a man wearing glasses and a turtleneck sweater.
A black-and-white close-up of a man wearing glasses and a turtleneck sweater.
A black-and-white close-up of a smiling man wearing glasses.
A black-and-white close-up of a smiling man wearing glasses.
An artistic black-and-white silhouette of a torso against a curtain.
An artistic black-and-white silhouette of a torso against a curtain.
Dark, blurry silhouettes against a backdrop of deep shadows.
Dark, blurry silhouettes against a backdrop of deep shadows.
A cloudy sky above black-and-white tree silhouettes.
A cloudy sky above black-and-white tree silhouettes.
Dense foliage beneath a gray sky filled with heavy clouds.
Dense foliage beneath a gray sky filled with heavy clouds.
Artistic photograph of a man hugging himself in front of a sheer curtain.
Artistic photograph of a man hugging himself in front of a sheer curtain.
A black-and-white cat on the windowsill of a room with curtains.
A black-and-white cat on the windowsill of a room with curtains.

What does it really mean to have a sponsor for my project?

Having sponsors for a film project isn’t just about receiving money or support; it’s about accepting that someone else chooses to believe in my way of seeing the world, even when that perspective is fractured, weary, or full of shadows; it is turning the solitude of creation into a silent pact where my voice in texts, images, videos, and audio remains mine regardless of metrics, followers, numbers, or visibility—but rather an outside echo that expects something in return, not forcing itself, yet always present; it is maintaining the balance between the authenticity that burns inside me and the expectations coming from the outside, like letters I never asked for but still have to open; and yet, in the midst of it all, it remains a profoundly human act: someone sees my chaos, my art, my way of expressing the unspeakable, and decides to stay, to support it, to push it forward, as if believing that amid all this nostalgia there is still something worth seeing, reading, and hearing.

This space is still open to brands that would like to partner with me; you can email me at the address listed in the contact menu. Sometimes I respond late, not because I’m not interested, but because I get caught up in the tremor of each idea, and because I still believe that life passes slowly on the inside and very quickly on the outside, as if everything we do asks to be felt rather than answered, and not explained, nor forgotten for even a second longer here.

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