Experiments - video
I spent six months in Western Australia and New Zealand (Aotearoa). Ideas for scenes were born there, which I then developed further at home. At the animation table in the studio, I ended up having to erase so much that a crow accidentally emerged from the eraser scraps, becoming a travel companion in my short film *I.AM.GONE*. Now I have many erased pencil lines that have left very pale traces on the paper, and even more eraser scraps from which I could animate a mammoth in my next film. A large, shaggy animal wandering on light gray tracks in an icy landscape without foreground, middle ground, or background.

Sketches
While traveling, I created several Reels using a drawing app on my tablet. I took a photo of each drawing and then animated them with a stop-motion app. This wasn't planned; it evolved organically over the course of the trip. I drew everywhere, as I had plenty of time. The sketches in the off-road vehicle during the bumpy drive through the Outback in Western Australia were particularly challenging. The road's surface guided my hand, resulting in some very authentic travel drawings.
The " Before the Shower" series later developed in a relaxed setting right on the beach. After my morning swim in the Indian Ocean, I would rest in the shade and discover the beach shower right in front of me. Every day, I sketched what was happening under the shower, accompanied by a gentle breeze and the loud cawing of crows. Later, I edited the sketches on my tablet. When I'm traveling, I live in the moment and discover things I wouldn't notice if my day were planned out. For me, the foundation for creative processes is having time and being bored . It wasn't until I was in a campervan in the Australian Outback that I understood what Picasso meant by the phrase "I do not seek, I find ." Finding is only possible without appointments.
One morning, for example, as I was busily working with my pencil again, a very venomous snake brushed against my camping chair. A man warned me. After the initial shock, scenes from a 1981 film came to mind. The hero in the film often says, "Call me Snake ." And just like that, I had a scene in my head that I could bring to life. The longer I was traveling, the more frequently images of famous artists or film scenes surfaced from the fog of my subconscious and intertwined with my reality. And so, scene by scene, it came into being...
behind the scenes 2026






©Bernd Huber

©Bernd Huber

©Bernd Huber

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Tell me, how did it all begin?
I started leaving dots, dashes, and lines on walls and paper at a very young age. My compositions on textured wallpaper were reminiscent of Cy Twombly's sweeping strokes on rough paper. I did everything left-handed, from about age two. The expansive tickling phase with its wide arm swings gave way to tiny drawings squeezed onto the margins of school notebooks. While I sat pressed down at my school desk, I drew with my left hand and wrote with my right. The pen constantly danced from my left to my right hand and back again. I took great care to place each letter correctly on the lines so as not to slip.
In art class, I copied Caspar David Friedrich's paintings onto A3 drawing pads using watercolors. At school festivals, I drew portraits and participated in painting competitions. Even back then, it wasn't me who understood art, but art who understood me. That was wonderful, but I managed everyday life with my right hand, and the artistic voice in my right brain hemisphere eventually became very quiet because I was giving my non-dominant brain hemisphere an intense workout. I was radically focused on becoming a good right hand.
What does that mean?
I became an art teacher via two or three detours.
Interesting artistic background. Are you going to switch gears now and train with your left hand again? A bit late, isn't it?
Nope, don't you know what Churchill said: Now is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end, but perhaps, it is the end of the beginning .
Besides, I'm faster with my left hand.
Well, then I'm curious.
Me too…
What do you mean?

















