When I press my thumb on the spiral, I can see inside. In a deep bath of mossy light, visions of snail farmers, tiny fish and frogs in vibrant tide pools, slug people and musty microbes appear. The pool is infinite, bright, and smelly. Shy and elusive, the snail lies deep at the bottom of the shell. The soft spiraling brings me closer.

music + sound by Pablo Diserens pablodiserens.studio
camera assistance by Evan Fredriksen
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