My sketchbooks are the closest thing I have to a time machine nowadays. Every time I want to relive the past, I open my old sketchbooks and memories wash over me like gentle waves. I wanted to recreate that intangible feeling of being washed over by memories, with a video of animated shadows flitting around my room, where I now spend most of my time.

Exploring lights and shadows, along with sounds recorded from a year ago.

Trying to make a beat out of sounds that my sketchbook makes.