Creating Tearing, I imaged a video that began at loss. I imagined a video was already destroyed, that had already forgotten, whose fragments had been fragmented. I imagined this video that remained fragile, flickering in and out of visibility, that refused to take shape, that existed on the verge of becoming a body, a face, a reflection of light on water. I imagined a video that was so small it had already disappeared, a video that was already a shadow of itself. I found a video of the reflection of light on water I recorded two years prior and uploaded it and downloaded it until its colors began to blur and collaged multiple instances of it together until otherwise invisible patterns appeared with clarity.