I Woke Up
In I Woke Up, my face is digitally warped and manipulated, shifting in and out of recognizable human form. A quiet, atmospheric score plays in the background while a voice repeats a mantra: "I thought this was reality, and then I woke up." The piece occupies a liminal space between dream and waking, between perception and disorientation. The distortions are subtle but unsettling, as if consciousness itself is glitching. The face becomes a mask, then a creature, then a person again. The repetition creates a ritual act: a return to the moment of waking, over and over, but never fully arriving. The viewer is held in suspension, invited to question what "waking up" means — awakening from illusion, from trauma, from sleep, from reality itself. This is a meditative work, but one tinged with existential unease. It proposes that waking up is not a single event but a continuous destabilization.