After losing eight years of memories when a social media account is suddenly erased, a filmmaker retraces past and imagined journeys across Korea—through clouds, coastlines, and silence—to explore how memory, voice, and identity can exist beyond the digital archive.
Where is My Cloud
I’m no longer searching for lost records—
I’m looking for a new future.
One day, the right side of my face suddenly went numb.
I stopped seeing people. I avoided them.
I spent a lot of time alone.
I thought of my father.
He too once lost movement in his face,
but still left for work every morning and came home to us.
That quiet strength has stayed with me.
At night, I sang in the school studio and uploaded videos.
People only talked about the singing.
No one asked about my face.
But I am not a face.
I am not an influencer.
I am a voice. I am presence. I am feeling. I am conversation.
The cloud I’ve lost isn’t just data.
It’s everything I see, everything I say, everything I feel.
It’s my perspective. My language. My way of being with others.
This project is the journey to find that cloud again.
Or maybe,
it’s not about finding what was lost—
but about creating something new from the beginning.
Maybe love was always right.
And when I finally feel the truth of that,
I want to be ready for whatever I’m doing in that moment.
