The finite future and the infinite past are often phrased the

other way around, but in the end, the future, where only

one path can be chosen, and the past, which can

endlessly be reinterpreted with ‘what-ifs,’ might indeed be

the one that’s infinite.

The work unfolds as a dialogue between two voices,

moving through the uncertainty of memory, its attempts

at holding on, and the inevitability of loss. It lingers on the

question of what remains and what fades over time— how

the act of capturing a moment can preserve something,

but also quietly alter it. Memory shifts, reshaped by digital

traces, and the past is never as fixed as it seems.

As the seasons shift from winter into the heat of summer,

a specific memory begins to take shape. The voices linger

in the memory of a particular summer day that never

seemed to have fully settled. As the narrator recalls what

happened and what followed, the video gradually submerges

into an underwater space, where images and thoughts drift,

overlap, and begin to lose form. The reflection turns

to the difficulty of remembering without simplifying,

and questions what gets lost or preserved when what

we remember is shaped by what we’ve saved. We live

in a time of endless preservation, where even the most

fleeting moments are archived—yet memory moves differently.

It slips, distorts, disappears, returns. What remains isn’t

the moment itself, but the space it left behind—the feeling

that it could return, changed, at any time.