In the spring of 2025, the coasts of California and adjacent Mexican waters witnessed a series of whale strandings. For these colossal beings, their histories, once dynamic, become immutable upon landfall. Each shutter release marks a collapse of time; the celluloid succumbs to gradual decay. Time, akin to tidal movements, cyclically resurfaces, coalescing into memory, solidifying into fossil, then receding—only to return.

Aftertide meditates on decaying 35mm negatives, ephemeral footage, to explore the entanglement of sound, corporeality, and temporality