2 hours 13 minutes
An archive of FaceTime screenshots found online, paired with a transcript of a conversation with my mom. I was interested in the idea of this digital companionship and Facetime frames that ironically lacked a 'face'. It struck me, that most of my FaceTime conversations are a cacophony of sounds rather than words. This book became an exploration as to what constitutes human company — is the face or visual proof necessary to constitute a presence on the other side of the screen?