It features video diaries captured from a vehicle whilst driving through Lagos, Nigeria. It is overlaid with vibrant triptych paintings that represents bittersweet, tainted nostalgia. One caption is taken from my writing, detailing a telephone conversation with my mother. She reveals how her father was assassinated in 1985. The other captures remnants of conversations. Echoes that become "sonic ruins”, the ghost of image and sound forces the audience into the same fragmented reality the diaspora inhabits. It explores the passive social and physical state of the non-driver. In the diaspora, life and milestone moments like birthdays, weddings and funerals are often mediated through screens, shaped by work demands and broader capitalist structures. Building another home and becoming an outsider in my first one. Much like observing a bustling city go by through the window. I emphasise the effects of colonial trauma and the "imperial boomerang”, where colonial violence returns to dictate the rhythm of modern life in the West. The passenger seat becomes a mirror world that allows for pauses in the safety of the mundane interior. By going against this velocity, the radical act of pausing. Transforming a position of passive displacement into a site of reflection and memory.

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