During hardships, I isolate myself. This project was only possible because of my willingness to endure months without witnessing the sun. I would enter the darkroom before sunrise and leave after it had already set. I reused my archive—drawings, close-ups, childhood images, found objects—printing on acetate, glass, positives, and negatives. This project was about producing an immense volume of images without selection, including all the faulty ones. I collected everything that stirred my memory. In a state of dissociation, I reached a meditative stillness where the images I created finally felt like reflections of me. Fragments scattered, I frantically tried to grasp my emotions, focusing on staying present instead of drifting into the past. This project mirrors my state of being during moments of unconsciousness and made me realize my capacity for creation when all obstacles are stripped away.