DNA FILM PROJECT
I am a visual artist blending CRT glitch art and liquid light shows into immersive, nostalgic experiences. Using real CRT TVs, VHS textures, and analog feedback, I craft psychedelic visuals inspired by retro-futurism, rave culture, and experimental film. My work fuses handmade liquid projections with digital distortion, creating unique live performances, music video visuals, and event projections. Whether for VJing, concerts, or underground shows, my art brings a raw, analog-digital aesthetic that pulses with energy.The Alchemy of Light, Sound & Time: A Journey Through Analog-Digital LandscapesIn the flicker of a CRT screen, in the slow drip of oil and dye suspended between glass, there exists a moment outside of time — a space where memory bleeds into the present, where signal becomes sensation, and where light moves like breath through a living body.This is the world I create.Not as a technician, nor simply as an artist — but as an alchemist of the unseen, a conjurer of atmospheres that defy categorization. My medium is not just projection, not just glitch, not just sound — it is experience itself. It is the architecture of emotion built from wires, phosphor, and analog decay.I build spaces that do not exist until they are needed — rooms that shift with the pulse of music, visuals that melt and reform in real-time, environments that feel ancient and futuristic at once. I am not content to decorate a night — I want to change how it feels, how it lingers in the mind, how it echoes long after the lights go out.My tools are many: CRT televisions, VHS tapes rewound and reinterpreted, glitch machines that fracture video signals into cascading color fields, Raspberry Pi systems running ambient loops that respond to movement, TouchDesigner patches that sync visual rhythm to heartbeat-like pulses of bass, liquid light chambers where dyes bleed and swirl under the glow of overhead projectors.But none of this is done for spectacle alone. Every element has intention. Every distortion carries meaning. Every flicker is a conversation between past and future — between the warmth of analog media and the infinite possibility of digital manipulation.I have transformed candlelit dinners into cinematic séances, where each course arrives beneath waves of distorted visuals syncing subtly to ambient soundscapes. I’ve turned basements into underground temples of light, where DJs spin vinyl and I warp the air with real-time visuals generated from VHS decks run through analog processors. I’ve built entire AV booths from scratch — sculptural installations of cables, screens, and shifting projections — where every element hums with texture and presence.The experience is never passive. It invites you to lean in, to lose yourself in the flow of colors, the decay of signals, the rhythm of light reacting to music. It is not background decoration — it is an environment, a living organism of sound and vision.In my hands, obsolete technology becomes sacred again — not out of nostalgia, but as a rebellion against the sterile glare of modern screens. The cathode ray tube is not dead — it shivers with life. The VHS tape is not forgotten — it crackles with memory. The overhead projector is not outdated — it dances with shadow and flame.Each event I craft is a unique ritual, shaped by the space, the people, the energy of the night. Sometimes it begins with silence — a single glowing screen pulsing softly in darkness. Other times, it erupts in waves of color, sound, and motion — a full sensory immersion where guests wander through layers of projected dreamscapes, surrounded by the echo of their own reflections in glitched-out transmissions.I have worked in intimate settings — a small dinner party bathed in liquid light, where the visuals evolve slowly like breathing organisms. I have worked in large-scale events — experimental music nights where visuals breathe with the pulse of the bass, where walls become screens and ceilings dissolve into color.And always, always, I aim to disrupt expectation — to remind us that we are not just watching light — we are inside it, part of its movement, woven into its rhythm.These are not shows. They are encounters.They are invitations to step outside the ordinary, to slip between frames, to live for a moment in a place that only exists because someone dared to melt the signal, crack the screen, and let the past and future collide.And if you've ever felt the pull of the surreal, the beauty of broken signals, or the romance of analog decay — then perhaps we're already speaking the same language.Let me show you what happens when light stops being light — and becomes something else entirely.
Tijuana / San Diego