Around eight years ago, I had two hard drives crash at the same damn time. With tons of unfinished and unreleased works stored on those hard drives, having them both crap out was devastating.
Every so often, I'd plug them in with fingers crossed. And to my surprise, one of them finally woke up! Here's the first recovered project that I got to finish:
At 15, war felt distinctly foreign and I understood that to be by design. In an effort to ground this foreign concept in the familiar, I asked myself, "Well, what if that design failed?"
