yes, yes, whatever happens, happens.
What happened, what didn't happen, what I forgot, what I can't remember. The scenes that must have been there resonate with each other vaguely in a vague fluctuation without time or space. This is an attempt to sear out the only thing we have in common, ourselves, through the unconnectedness of the different times and places where the photographs were taken.
Can I have a 31-syllable profile without a birth date?
I would like to be aligned with far away and touching distance, like Polaris and Koneko.
It is my modest goal to walk even one step further than others.
Judged by Tim Barber:
Inspired by the Grand Prix, Takahashi Miki’s work, I thought it would be fun and interesting to make a compilation of the widely diverse and eclectic work submitted for this contest. When edited and organized, the “memory” submissions, sent in from dozens of artists, become a kind of collective-memory-collage, a dream sequence of disparate clues from a kaleidoscopic narrative.
* This work was included in a curated collection of works selected by the judge Tim Barber from a number of submitted works. See the collection