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If the essence of vintage can no longer entice the world to gaze aesthetically into the past, some of us who appreciate it can at least rejoice in its enduring presence. It serves as a quiet rebellion against the disposable nature of modern culture. Of course, my digital art is not a stroke of genius, but perhaps something vital: the product of obsession, a proof of the beauty of collecting. Each pixel, each fragment of archived ephemera, is a labor of valuing and respect; an act of defiance against forgetting. In a world obsessed with novelty, these works whisper of value in the overlooked, the discarded, the seemingly insignificant. Now, more than ever, I must stand for this modest creative act, not to dwell on the past, but to strengthen and secure its relevance today. For in preserving, we resist erasure; in collecting, we reclaim meaning; and in creating, we insist on continuity.

My process mirrors a paradox of our time, either in collecting digital books, movies, music, and images in digital colours - in an age where we endlessly archive ourselves, scrolling, saving, and screenshotting. We rarely pause to interrogate what we keep, or why. My digital assemblages confront this tension. They are collections of vintage fragments and allegories for how we construct identity today: piecing together shards of the past to build something coherent, even when coherence feels impossible. The act of preserving becomes a way to say, This existed. I existed. In that sense, his work transcends aesthetics. It’s a metaphysical handshake between the analog ghosts we cherish and the digital selves we’re still learning to hold.

But this time, I firmly believe that I should promote and market these ideas, regardless of how old-fashioned or conservative they may seem.