We're going to try to manufacture a big-scale piece called a Memory Wall. When you walk past the Memory Wall (constructed of hundreds of liquid pixels), basically you'll trigger a wave that will travel the length of the pixel. So, when people walk past it, they're triggering pixels sending the wave from the front to the back. It's kind of like an interactive architecture piece.

Let the past be content with itself, for man needs forgetfulness as well as memory

Tell me your past, my beloved, for a man is his past, and is to be known by it.

I grew up with video games and animation.

Art to me is about developing your own style of communication. And technology is about communication. So to integrate the two just seems logical.

I feel that there is much to be said for the Celtic belief that the souls of those whom we have lost are held captive in some inferior being, in an animal, in a plant, in some inanimate object, and thus effectively lost to us until the day (which to many never comes) when we happen to pass by the tree or to obtain possession of the object which forms their prison. Then they start and tremble, they call us by our name, and as soon as we have recognised them the spell is broken. Delivered by us, they have overcome death and return to share our life.

And so it is with our own past. It is a labour in vain to attempt to recapture it: all the efforts of our intellect must prove futile. The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect, in some material object (in the sensation which that material object will give us) of which we have no inkling. And it depends on chance whether or not we come upon this object before we ourselves must die.