Nostalgia

A memory surfaces in two halves. Above the waterline, a giant cassette looms in quiet suburban stillness — relic of a time when everything was meant to be rewound. Below, suspended in turquoise calm, a woman with violet hair drifts weightless, caught between breath and nostalgia.

This piece explores the tension between what we archive and what we let sink. Sound becomes silence. Memory becomes atmosphere. The past floats. The body surrenders.