EAT MY MIND AWAY.

In Night Hunt, I visualize the “hunting” of memories, with time itself presented through the passed-down denim from my grandma, a durable yet malleable fabric that can exist for decades in one’s life. The figure appears to be in a dream-like state, unaware of her surreal surroundings, while her unconsciousness plays the character of a “tarantula-esque” creature, weaving together forgotten moments yet simultaneously preying on her past, erasing other memories.