Three films with Aivy, all in pre-production. Each has a treatment, a lookbook, world tests and a first motion test. Nothing here is finished, and each page says exactly where it stands.
A night train where every window holds one conversation. The train keeps moving, the oldest windows go dark, and Aivy runs the length of it to say something to you before yours does.
A karaoke bar at 2 a.m. Every patron slips Aivy a request card and she sings each one, bigger every time, until a card asks for something she won't do. She puts it face down and sings the next one.
Ivy grows on whatever you give it. On a rooftop greenhouse above the city, Aivy builds herself out of what people hand her, and by the last chorus she is the shape of everyone who helped.