Prism
by Vasilisa Lesnikova
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Behind the prism of time, a blurred reality has disappeared, which will never be real in my memories. A light pattern of reality remains on the surface, deceptive but convincing. Noise and turbidity are an opposition, one is the cause of the other and it is mutual.
Process
In my work, the tracing paper acts as a prism, the printed materials from the journey act as reality, and the pattern on the surface is the outlined edges of the silhouettes behind the prism, creating a confusing route from memory to memory. Noise and murk are an opposition, one is the cause of the other and it is mutual.
You will never remember the past as it really was. Living memories are distorted over time and become a curve pattern on the surface of the mind.
Process
In my work, the tracing paper acts as a prism, the printed materials from the journey act as reality, and the pattern on the surface is the outlined edges of the silhouettes behind the prism, creating a confusing route from memory to memory. Noise and murk are an opposition, one is the cause of the other and it is mutual.
You will never remember the past as it really was. Living memories are distorted over time and become a curve pattern on the surface of the mind.
Behind the prism of time, a blurred reality has disappeared, which will never be real in my memories. A light pattern of reality remains on the surface, deceptive but convincing. Noise and turbidity are an opposition, one is the cause of the other and it is mutual.
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by Vasilisa Lesnikova
Prism
