An ode to the disruption felt when once-loved dance becomes a spectre due to chronic illness—ever-present yet out of reach. Digital distortions fragment dancers, echoing silent screams from a cherished past.
This juxtaposition of surreal dance and fractured beauty elucidates the gap between idealised life and lived experience. A whispered refrain echoes: ‘I miss dancing’.
Through Baudrillard's lens, AI imagery crafts a new hyperreality, where reality and its representations become blurred.
