4 AM on the lake is beautiful, eerie, and there always seems to be something lurking under the murky surface.

Rosso began as a long held feeling of the strange passive aggressive fishing trips I had over my formative years, and first became a short two person theatrical scene entitled 'Bait'. When I was up late one night, not long after the pandemic hit, I saw a frame of Porco Rosso that, for whatever reason, inspired me to write this different interpretation of those fishing trips.