Beautiful narrative and I really adored your concept here :OOO
I've found myself trying to rescue photos from a dying phone somewhat recently and as a digital hoarder, it felt like quite the blow to not be able to rescue all the memories.
I think the perspective you've taken with the narrative has actually made me feel a little better about that loss :)
Your visuals were so creative, the photos were so ordinary, yet the noise corrupting their form left so much implied that it feels like theyre hiding some kind of revelation or secret.
Which, feels true to the nature of losing photos and memories through a hardware crash. Something ordinary and everyday was stripped away from us, and foundationally that erupts a palpable loss in us. But maybe thats okay, we're still alive and theres still so much to see :)
-Really good job Henni <3
thank you so much. i’m glad you could relate. and i’m sorry for your loss.
letting go of such lost media is often times such a struggle—especially for an adhd brain. in such cases mine becomes so obsessed with trying to salvage more. which makes the process even more tedious. like shouting “i can still save them” while everyone else just shakes their heads and tells me, its too late, they’re gone, move on. maybe a bit over-dramatic ^^ but this obsessing might be just another way of saying goodbye.
now that i write it like this i wonder how i will react to losing people in my life? will it be similar or is this process exclusive to my digital possessions?
aaaaanyway … thank you for playing my little gane and having such nice thing to say about it :3