such a dying fall
LilyilloView profileAs a young child, until my twenties, I had a recurring dream that would follow me around. It was not just a dream during sleeping hours, but it would appear just as I was trying to get to sleep, or as I went about my day, doing daytime things, it would be there. It crept in. Initially sounds around me would become heightened, accompanied by imagery such as puddles of soft milk, with rounded edges and warmth, soft clouds of white, soft fabrics. Then, an oscillation occurred, and what was welcoming and safe would turn cold and sharp like glass shards dancing out of the milk puddles. Sounds around me would become menacing and mean. They would tell me I am nothing. Back and forth it would go, soft/hard, round/sharp, kind/mean, sometimes escapable, sometimes not. Artwork by Australian artist lilyillo in collaboration with AI, 2025. 4K video file | .MP4
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