Welcome to the “ Afterlife Memory Trust.” With us, you will be selecting three pieces of your memory to relive by the time you decease. When your life terminates, we will stimulate your neurons to bring out the designated memories. Each vision lasts a light time.
We perceive the world through eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind. These sensory is stored as memory in words, pictures, sounds and moving images. With fractions of the transcribed memories, we are capable of returning to a specific point in time, which is an act of distortion and overlaying of time and space. However memories aren’t always reliable. A man wakes up in an unknown dimension of consciousness. What is it that he sees, hears and feels? Is it memory, virtual reality or terminal lucidity?
In Persistence of Memory, director Singing CHEN collaborates with choreographer Shou-Yi CHOU to perform the ineffable in memories. This metafiction film sets in a futuristic world, where memories can be uploaded and perpetuated, thus leads to the discussion of what in life is worth storing. Persistence of Vision; when an object in rapid motion vanishes from sight, human brain creates a 0.1-0.4 seconds of optical illusion. How long will the images and memories we create today live in the future?
This is my first VR video. While I was doing research and brainstorming, I kept thinking about the following question: How much of what human civilization has recorded through sounds, images, language, writings, video, and virtual media has travelled through time and space to be seen now (or will travel in the future)? For this reason, the film is set in a futuristic world where we will be able to upload our memories and consciousness. Chou Shou-yi’s choreography captures those emotions too vast to be described at the moment of limbo before death. The work also asks what is actually worth storing? In the future, will VR happen inside our brains? From a meta perspective, will this VR film work continue to exist, regardless of the boundaries of time, or will everything turn to dust?
— Singing CHEN