“The world still remains entropy, as always, as every other Saturday. We eat packs of junk food or fall in love, both could keep us busy all day yet still cannot ask the sunset to stay..” I wrote down these words during Melbourne’s endless COVID lockdown.
Even the sun rising and falling seems too agitating within the boundless mist of time. By showing this work maybe I could somehow bring up conversations about feeding a little vitality and energy, one can therefore not succumb to the cycle of meaninglessness.
240 x 25 x 40 cm