This isn’t a cemetery. It’s a backup. A landscape where tombstones are replaced by old monitors. Everything seems frozen. The screen is blue, the system has crashed. But then — a cursor emerges from the ground. Then a hand. Then — a body.
Immortal reflects on digital immortality as a paradox: everything is preserved, and yet everything becomes obsolete. We can remain inside the system — in folders, logs, archives. But that doesn’t mean we’re alive.
This work is about the attempt to come back to life inside a crash. To break through the interface. To become a body in a landscape that’s long been in read-only mode — where everything is stored, but nothing breathes. And yet — someone rises. Someone makes it out. Sound design