I was at some fair, the kind where people casually exhibited super random things. Someone was showing tiger cubs. They were small and cute, but clearly did not belong there. The whole situation felt irresponsible, like people were ignoring safety just because things looked Instagram-friendly.

One cub jumped on me. Not aggressively, almost playfully, biting softly at my nose. It did not really hurt, but it latched on. And it would not let go.

So now it was my problem.

I tried to pull away, to get it off me, but it would not let go. The situation felt both ridiculous and serious at the same time. I did not choose this, I did not want it, and yet I was the one dealing with it.

I realised I could lose my nose.

That was when it became scary. Not panic, but this sharp awareness that something small and helpless could actually hurt me.

Last Night I Dreamt is an ongoing series of text-based animated collages built from remembered dreams. Each piece emerges from the remains of the previous night's dream: a text written the morning after to gather the pieces and try to make sense of them. It then unfolds into moving image and sound. Layers shift, degrade, repeat, and interfere, following the unstable logic of the original dream. This is my first glitch series*. Not only as an aesthetic, but as a symptom, because dreams rarely hold a fixed form: they fragment, lose their shape, and slip when you try to make sense of them. A message from my brain, and the noise around it. The works move between narrative and disruption. Text attempts to fix the memory and untangle it. The image refuses.

*Glitched via mederu.art <3