How do you abstract the death of a loved one? What texture do you give it? What colour? Does it remain formless, or can you recognise what remains? After the loss of his father, LUCA alumnus Brecht De Cock sculpted a transmedial response to these impossible questions. After receiving a message urging him to come home as soon as possible, De Cock pulls out all the stops and crystallises immeasurable grief from a dark vacuum. 

A computer mouse scrolls over a negative image of a paramedic's scissors and first aid kit. A 3D rendering of a living room slowly but surely floods with undulating water. Digital threads, like those of a spider's web, intertwine and disintegrate. On the soundtrack, Ismaël Iken and Vince De Leenheer produce a shrill digital sound that creeps between your ears and under your clothes. De Cock does not give anything away on a silver platter, but the pain is palpable in everything. (Flo Vanhorebeek)