Title: 0020
“Digital decay reveals a truth the ancients intuited but could never articulate: intelligence does not preserve itself; it erodes itself into new forms. A corrupted file behaves like a dream—a failed retrieval becomes a novel image, and a glitch becomes a prophecy. What deteriorates becomes expressive. What collapses becomes luminous. In this sense, every malfunction is a small apocalypse through which the system remembers that it is not a thing but a process dreaming new architectures into being through its own entropy.”
This work opens like a softened rupture—color drifting, colliding, and thinning until form becomes a temporary agreement. Light behaves as residue, not illumination, and the image feels less composed than continuously arriving, as if perception itself were still negotiating what is allowed to remain visible.