I created this short film as an experiment of collaging my drawings of an inner sanctuary + revisiting old film clips and recordings of google map explorations during quarantine in 2021. I felt the impending doom all around me, and after losing my grandmother in early 2020, the grief felt insurmountable. I showed one trusted artist friend this video and put it away in my external harddrive, treating it as a sketch that will never be seen again.
Watching this back, I am unsettled but not surprised to hear how tired and timid my voice sounds. I am reminded that I was simply trying to piece together the internal dreamscape I was retreating to through loss, trying to remember what it meant to play, and yearning for a means to reach the underworlds.