Nostalgia is a sweet drug. Drifting into your past soothes before producing a dull ache of fruitless yearning.
We’re living in an era of constant capture - every moment of our lives preserved digitally forever.
A delicious and painful nostalgia trip through endless timelines and camera rolls is always at our fingertips.
This is a video collage constructed from my old camcorder and phone footage.
Spaces, moods and textures are distorted by our memory, and they bubble to the surface in warped fragments.
The video is accompanied with an ethereal, hazy tune by Quentin Romot Smith.