A man's head unravels like a possessed film reel, spiraling into an infinite void of celluloid memories and fractured identity. The high-contrast black and white photography channels Salvador Dali's melted clocks through a modern lens, creating a darkly elegant commentary on how media literally gets in our heads. Perfect for that pretentious indie film student who wants their coffee shop conversation starter to scream "I totally got Mulholland Drive on the first watch" (they didn't).