At the end of an expired roll of 35mm film, baie de somme dissolves — ocean and shore recede — summoned by chance — neither fully seascape nor fully memory. A threshold — a shifting surface where boundaries blur and one element bleeds into another.
The twenty-year-old film bears its own memory — dyes unraveling . The image nearly escapes its subject, but does not disappear; it lingers in suspension, holding traces of sea and sky while refusing resolution. A horizon without waves, a sunset without a sun — the work inhabits a space of persistence and transformation, unsettled and continuous, poised between disappearance and becoming.