Click, click, click, click. Minute by minute, day by day, month by month, Kevin Mooney documents his life. His ever-present camera catches the meanderings of two ginger cats, the mundane rituals of daily existence—sleeping, brushing teeth, drinking coffee, driving to work, eating lunch, checking the mailbox, watching television—and welcome diversions such as art openings, a Cincinnati Reds game, cycling in the countryside, and beers at the bar. It records, too, the more personal and profound passages of life: a graduation in May, a friend’s wedding in July, his father’s illness, death, and funeral in the autumn.

More than 250,000 photographs from the year 2012 fly by—twelve months playing simultaneously on twelve screens from January at top left to December at bottom right until each fades into darkness. In the age of the selfie, when millions share on social media their happy-hour cocktails, memorable dinners, or vacation travel, Mooney pushes that idea to the extreme with unsparing honesty, revealing the truer nature of our lives rushing by minute by minute, day by day, month by month. Click, click, click, click.