Starting from an observation of Instagram, its usages, and my lack of natural reflexes to ‘snap’ moments, ‘I Was Too Slow to Capture the Moment’ is a nostalgic & wistful investigation of the contemporary act of taking photographs.
The narration begins with an analog camera on a trip to Switzerland, to slowly drifts towards the desire to become virtually eternal—my dad’s pictures of everyday life in the 90s, Carl Jung’s theory of the ‘collective unconscious’, tales of alien abductions, eidetic memory as a goal, video games maps as puzzles, ...