By @JustinWetch
Mulholland Drive at fourteen
Louis Dazy was fourteen, spending every weekend at his girlfriend's house in the east of France. Her father had one of those unlimited video-rental passes, so they'd watch three or four films a weekend, drifting further from the mainstream as they went. One of those nights, Louis watched Mulholland Drive for the first time.
It rearranged something.
"It doesn't even have to make sense," he says, describing the realization. "It could just be a sensory experiment, and then you could just do whatever you wanted, and that's still cool."
The lesson wasn't about plot. It was about permission. A film could run on mood and intuition, refuse to explain itself, and still land. "Art is cool, and we can do what we want, and this is way more free than I thought it was." David Lynch became the lasting influence, Twin Peaks the thing he rewatched endlessly for its atmosphere. Years before he made anything, Louis absorbed the method he'd build a career on: create from instinct, and let the meaning catch up later.

The Photoshop lie
He grew up feeling trapped, "like I was in a small box that I couldn't escape." The town wasn't really countryside, just small, with no art scene and nothing happening. At eighteen he gave up high school and moved to Paris because he needed to be somewhere things were possible.
Paris started bleak. Starbucks, call centers, the dawning dread of imagining that life stretching out forever. "You just step back and realize, oh, this is what I'm gonna do for the rest of my life." He was bored within six months of any job, and the boredom curdled into depression.
The way out came from a lie. A web job required Photoshop and InDesign. He didn't know either. He put them on the resume anyway, got hired, and figured he'd learn from tutorials, which he did.
"Now that I know the tool, I can do whatever I want, and this is crazy."
He doesn't resent those years. The jobs he hated hardened him, taught him to absorb stress and criticism, and made going back unthinkable. The dead time became fuel. He made the leap first and understood why it mattered later.

Four countries, six mediums
What follows is a career told as a series of resets. He taught himself After Effects and Cinema 4D at night, made visuals for Paris musicians, landed a stint doing 2D effects at an animation studio, then a job as an art director at an ad agency. The agency burned him out with overtime, so he picked up a film camera specifically because he wanted a medium that kept him off a screen after work.
Then he left the country. A working-holiday visa took him to Melbourne for a year and a half, then Vancouver for a year. Resetting his whole life, he found, refreshed his vision. New places, new eyes.
The mediums kept changing too. Graphic design, motion graphics, film photography, digital photography, AI mixed-media, glitch. He's clear that this isn't abandonment.
"I'm not giving up on previous mediums or styles," he says. "I'm just building this whole big picture art career, adding layers."
Everything moved except the thing underneath. Across four countries and six mediums, the sensibility never changed.

The accident that became a signature
In 2015, shooting film, Louis exposed two photographs onto the same frame by mistake. When it developed, the overlaid image stopped him cold. Nobody was really doing it on film then, and he understood instantly what he was looking at: the cinematic fade between two scenes, frozen at its midpoint.
"It's an easy way to tell two stories within one frame," he says.
He made double exposures his trademark, shooting them on film at night against neon, and watched other photographers pick the technique up after him. It has survived every reset since, from film to AI. So has the red. He can't fully explain that one.
"It's like a glimmer of hope in the middle of the night," he says, reaching for it. Red completes the blue of the blue hour. It's the first color your eye finds. "A moth to a flame. I just like red so much."
These are the constants, and he found them the same way he finds everything. By instinct first, understanding after. His signature was never a tool. It's a feeling that outlives whatever software he's using.
Make first, understand later
Ask him how a piece gets made and he describes a process that runs backward from how most people assume art works.
"When I start working on something, it's mostly out of pure intuition. I just feel the need to create, and then I just start creating, and then it leads me somewhere." Only when the piece is finished does he step back and trace his way to what it means. "It's kind of like the other way around that art is created usually."
This is why the work plays like film. He describes his pieces as movie stills, paused frames implying a story nobody tells you. "There's a whole story behind it, but it's not told, so you have to figure it out yourself." The viewer reverse-engineers the narrative the same way Louis reverse-engineers the meaning, both of them arriving after the image already exists.
The form he's settled into is the cinemagraph, a still frame with one element looping seamlessly, the way a fixed-camera shot in a film holds while almost nothing moves. He loves those moments, when the screen goes quiet and you take a minute for yourself. Hypnotic, meditative, a little outside of time. Even his titles arrive this way. He'll watch a finished piece for twenty minutes until a song surfaces in his head, and that becomes the name.
A career that looks like constant change is really one method, repeated. Make the thing. Understand it later.
The wrap
His newest body of work, Impact Memories, is the largest single release he's attempted, a glitch series built around shattered-LCD imagery, fragments of faces and cities and code. Every piece was handmade in After Effects across a month of roughly twelve-hour days. He's proudest of how it reads as a mosaic. Scroll through it and the whole thing "kind of feels alive." It steps away from his usual red and feminine silhouettes while staying unmistakably his, which is the point. One more reset that changes everything except the sensibility.
For future Weekly Dose episodes, @louisdazy recommends @Polygon1993, @the_Mess, and @nuclearsamurai.
