Ideation to Virtual Reality
Thoughts are magical objects. When given physicality, they don’t necessarily act on laws of physics. We do not know where they come from, and who decides for them to come and go. Sometimes one thought leads to another, creating a stream of consciousness, and sometimes they come in fickle fragments, with some remaining and some perishing away.
In this series VR poem, the dynamic texts that act like snow flakes, water, and waves are customizable according to each viewer's individual input.
Exploring elements of depth, time, and space, I curated each poem as instructions to guide viewers to experience the VR typography not just as texts, but expressive objects
Text objects configured as a flurry of snowflakes
Texts running down from the shower head
Texts as dynamic waves, spreading across the plane, before vanishing into the darkness
