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I•XII Dream
A place that does not exist.
Its memories are only a part of imagination.
Yet the image, as a symbol of memory,
remains the most honest reflection of my perception.
Everything has its own history.
For each of us, memory is subjective — like light and darkness —
but the truth remains unchanged.
At noon and at midnight, the image briefly shifts between light and darkness.
In that moment, it comes to life.
Hand-drawn digital artwork.
Dynamic, time-based image.
2160 × 3488 px.