A flower is buried under a dust of pixels, as if buried in digital sands. Its colors and shapes only occasionally shine through the hard corners of the pixels, as if it wants to break free from the virtual embrace and bloom again.
This film reflects humanity’s detachment from nature. By creating a digital world, we’ve deprived ourselves of natural sensations, turning into mechanical beings. To depict this, I filmed an image of a flower seven times from a laptop screen, burying it under pixels. In the end, by reversing the film, I showed that the flower can never be free from pixels because even while watching this film, you’re only seeing pixels, not the flower.
