KLAYThe film
The film.
Twenty-four seconds on what this practice is for. Made with the same care as the work, and with sound. Tap to play.
Right now, someone is typing your name. Your face. Your accounts. Your story, in hands that aren’t yours. Some problems you don’t post about. You bring them to someone who handles them. Quietly.
The film
The launch films.
Two quieter pieces, one in each language, made for the day the site went live.
Silent. Gold dust gathers into the signet, then one line: Your name. Your face. Your accounts. Back in your hands. Now live at klay.run.
Silent, in Arabic. The same signet and the same line, then the address.