We exist within a constant flow.
Moments, people, and emotions pass through us, shifting, dissolving, disappearing.
Most of them lose their form, fading into something undefined.
But some resist.
They remain as traces — quiet imprints that shape our perception of ourselves.
This work explores the tension between movement and memory, between what passes and what stays.
Moments, people, and emotions pass through us, shifting, dissolving, disappearing.
Most of them lose their form, fading into something undefined.
But some resist.
They remain as traces — quiet imprints that shape our perception of ourselves.
This work explores the tension between movement and memory, between what passes and what stays.