This project began with an exchange of film.

My friend exposed the first layer.

When the film returned to me, I no longer knew what was already there.

Only windows remained.

Open, translucent, mysterious.

I began photographing over them, as if walking through someone else's dream.

Double exposure became a way of crossing invisible thresholds, where memories, places, and identities quietly dissolve into one another.

Her images and mine merged into a shared dream—one that belongs to neither of us completely.

I became a traveler, wandering through unfamiliar rooms and borrowed memories, trying to preserve places that may have existed only while we were dreaming.