Ancient techniques and modern technology, hand-drawn designs are transformed through archaic methods such as transfers, transparencies, and chromatic operations. Orchestrated from the command line, each work is a journey into the letter essence.
That thang be wigglin' and juicy like a peach on a summer day.
I just wanted to send you a signal.
The first signal seems to have not been received, waiting for a feedback.
Suddenly everything was clear!
A mysterious exchange made me realise the magnitude of the issue. It all started with this
Juicy vision, "That thang be wigglin' and juicy like a peach on a summer day.", in the middle of
this dance, a vapour numbed me and seized me instantly. I was caught in a hallucinatory trance
where every thought turned into a vision. This duality of thought transported me to this new
dimension of being. Some may have wondered where "Signal" and "Waiting for a feedback" came
from, but this trance state allowed me to open a door towards which each emotion gave birth to a
singular word, a lived-in meaning. The message I received today is proof of this, and there's no
doubt about this sudden and long transport. And so the "Living Letters" day begins.
This collection brings together the visions and wanderings of this adventure, each
animation representing a narrative personification, where three of its fragments, called
"Still*", are temporal extractions detached from reality. This succession of moments is only
complete with all its "token" scenes, like a story that no one can read, understand or even feel
other than by living it and recognising it.
Following this sudden lucidity, I regained control of my senses, but this new vision overwhelmed
me so quickly that it was almost impossible to remain calm and rational. I knew something was
wrong. I didn't know for how long I'd been standing there either, but that snake had been
staring at me for longer than I could have imagined, its odd company felt both sweet and
familiar. From the depths of its lair, its aura guided me on a gentle descent into hell, each of
my actions leading me inexorably closer to my end.
Am I that snake?
Time no longer exists, the minutes, which seem like hours, stretch on indefinitely, until I no longer know how much time has passed since I arrived. There's no rationality, terror takes over, there's nothing around me, no landmarks either, my only desire is to flee, not to stay here any longer.
Elsewhere. Mind fogged, manipulated. Invisible forces, unchanging dogmas.
The images disappear one by one, and in the end there will be no memory of these events.
After the terror I felt, I'm hypnotised, a mind trapped in a body, in this descent nothing
matters, there's nothing left.
Over the course of this journey, the abandoned stills will gradually be burnt.
Indescribable noise "delay 10 - soon stills and listings will fall".
The first images fade away.
All I need right now is this serum.
The burn was intense, like my blood was on fire. I could feel my skin twitching and tightening
under the effect of the
serum. I was screaming in pain, but no one could hear me. I was alone in my agony.
Suddenly, the pain stopped. I felt as if I'd stepped out of my body. I was weightless,
floating in an empty, black
space.
Before me I saw a vision. A vision of truth.
I saw the creation of the universe, the birth of life, the rise of humanity. I saw beauty
and ugliness, joy and sadness,
light and darkness. I saw all the complexity of truth, in all its grandeur and depth.
I was amazed and terrified at the same time. I understood how precious truth was, but also
how fragile it was.
The vision lasted an eternity. When it ended, I was changed. I knew the truth about the
world, and I could no longer
ignore it.
I opened my eyes and saw the crystal. It was there, in front of me, shining and sparkling.
The crystal was like a flash of light, dazzling and fleeting. It was like life, quick and
brief, full of beauty and
pain.
I couldn't look at it. The light was too strong. I turned away and was blinded again.
My vision returned, the real world surrounded me again, but I was not, and never would be,
the same.
Lucid, aware of the reality of the world, less attracted by appearances, a new life,
without fear or regret.
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This scene gradually cancels out the memories and stills of this experience.