Church | Weaving the fragments of lost memories#2 | Made with #touchdesigner

In the gap of time, memories wander like threads, intertwined with each other but difficult to complete. Those gradually disappearing fragments fell silently into the abyss of nothingness, only to be quietly picked up somewhere. Weaving is a resistance against passage and an attempt to find meaning in fracture and disorder. Every trace implies the unspeakable past, and the disappearing mark turns into a secret echo, emerging between the virtual and the real. In the end, the weaving itself becomes the carrier of memory, an existence that is both real and illusory, hovering on the edge of being forgotten and being remembered, continuing the unfinished poetry of life.

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