Phantom Inputs (2023)
It’s weird how your hands still remember the weight, the button layout, the resistance of analog sticks. Even after all these years. Muscle memory never really fades.
The translucent plastic was always futuristic, like holding a piece of the future in your hands. But now, it's a portal back to that time, doubling back on itself. The more you try to place it, the blurrier it gets.
What does it mean to hold a past version of yourself in your hands?












