Where Moss Remembers.
Where Moss Remembers begins in the familiar intimacy of my home, only to drift into a future where nature quietly takes hold. Radios, sketches, and belongings of my great-grandfather hold stories my grandmother passed down, carrying his legacy through me. These objects serve as fragile memory tokens, resonating with human presence yet fading without it. Just as legacy endures through storytelling, nature too persists quietly reclaiming the space, reminding us of its ultimate power to outlast us all.