What lies here are not works, but states and traces. No beginning, no end, only movements in between. What becomes visible here is not the work, but the transformation itself.
...is not a gallery, but a memory made of color, sound, and movement. I believe that images can sometimes be more honest than words. Because they do not explain themselves, they simply resonate. Perhaps they tell something about me. Or perhaps only about the moment in which they were created. Like memories that cannot be explained, but can be felt.
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