Masayuki Imai

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An 8mm film by Isao Yamada.

Crystal unfolds as a series of evocative, non-linear vignettes where fleeting images and sensations merge into a meditation on memory and time. A solitary figure moves through shifting urban and natural landscapes—fragments of childhood recollections, dreamlike encounters, and dissolving reflections in water or glass. Objects transform unexpectedly - a lantern flickers into a memory, a stranger’s face blurs into light - blurring boundaries between past and present.

Dreams, signs, fragments, margins, letters, one could also add love and memory to the list. My enchanted kingdom is filled with real aimlessness. The more the better. All that is left behind after it has disappeared is quiet. In the end I feel there hasn't been enough time to play. I want to say good-bye to this irrepressible feeling right around now though. After the color, the shape and the words have disappeared what will be left? Perhaps that is the tragedy of the twentieth century.

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