Concept

I found Brasserie Bellanger after walking through Paris on a rainy January night. The streets were wet and twinkling under the lights, but after hours of cobblestones in heeled Tabis, my feet were aching and my trench coat was heavy with rain.

Paris was beautiful. I was fucking freezing.

Then I walked into Bellanger.

Warm light, crowded tables, plates of food, glasses of wine, people talking over one another. The relief of stepping inside stayed with me.

I turned that memory into a 30-second, completely hand-drawn animation—rebuilding the experience frame by frame, from the rain-soaked streets outside to the lively world I found within.