About the work
The dust motes dance in the light, each a fragment of a forgotten world. They settle on the plastic skins, thin shrouds that cling to old habits. Who keeps the remotes, and why?
On the wall — 13 × 18 cm Print
About the work
The dust motes dance in the light, each a fragment of a forgotten world. They settle on the plastic skins, thin shrouds that cling to old habits. Who keeps the remotes, and why?
On the wall — 13 × 18 cm Print