SURVIVOR

2005 / Machinima / Loop / 16:10 / Color / Stereo

“After the first death, there is no other.”

– Dylan Thomas

At the center of the scene, a lone figure remains standing, surrounded by the silence of the fallen. The title—Survivor—sounds less like a triumph than an accusation. Survival here is not victory but solitude, a fragile exception that reveals the futility of endurance. To live among the dead is to embody the paradox of existence itself: condemned to persist where meaning has already collapsed. In this loop, survival is both burden and sentence, the endless reminder that life continues only as an afterthought of death.