As if it’s loneliness hit on our shore inside.
what i want to create?
what i want to do next?
art ? design? design? art?
ego food? playwrite?
or experiences that leaves a subtle sadness and reflection of our reality?
or an insignificant object set in your everyday life?
transparency, contrast between white and black?
colorful strange colors?
symbolic, shifting of life,
lost and found and lost and eventually walkaway with nothing.
Concept meets execution, Outcome reflects the process.
Rushing finishing sentimental / pretentious
writing everything down