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Storytelling, symbolism and mythology
The Stories We Tell Ourselves
The Primordial Sun
Imagine seeing a huge, overwhelming mass of land reaching into the sky every day, so far and unattainable, you walk for miles on end and finally reach it.
The Man That Cheated Death
We played these games. Lifted pictures frame by frame. When death came to fetch me, I tangled him in my web. Smiled.
Tanaki's Timepiece
On desert dunes, I stroll alone, Amidst a sea of burning stones. Beneath the fiery sun's relentless glare, I walk endlessly, with words of prayer.
The Core
At the barrier of Many Faces, a soul shrouded in gold ventures into an ethereal realm. Dreams rise like mercury, elusive and untold, while koi swim in spirals beneath closed eyes, weaving memories that flicker, fade, and endure.
Chanuk's Catalyst
Caves, time machines, and a conversation with a dear friend. Change is inevitable. What is your catalyst?
Isamu's Identity
Capturing fragmented glimpses of the self—faces that seem familiar yet distant, memories both shimmering and obscured. As reflections twist and colours bleed, it reveals the untold, the uncharted, the hidden stories left behind.
Remi's Riddle
In a temple, secluded, a sage's decree, A riddle of time, a paradox to see. "What flows like a river, yet remains still, Like a...
City of Flames
I remember the grains of rice, Spilling from the clay pot in the shade. Hands extended, hastily shovelling fruits. Whose voice is that? I have heard it before,...
The Man That Cheated Death
We played these games. Lifted pictures frame by frame. When death came to fetch me, I tangled him in my web. Smiled.
Tanaki's Timepiece
On desert dunes, I stroll alone, Amidst a sea of burning stones. Beneath the fiery sun's relentless glare, I walk endlessly, with words of prayer.
The Core
At the barrier of Many Faces, a soul shrouded in gold ventures into an ethereal realm. Dreams rise like mercury, elusive and untold, while koi swim in spirals beneath closed eyes, weaving memories that flicker, fade, and endure.
Chanuk's Catalyst
Caves, time machines, and a conversation with a dear friend. Change is inevitable. What is your catalyst?
