
About the work
The effort not to look ridiculous. The sun on already ruddy faces. The tiny tear, now a rip, in a cheap fabric. A moment caught before a laugh, or a sigh. The air, hot and too still. Five buckets, empty.

About the work
The effort not to look ridiculous. The sun on already ruddy faces. The tiny tear, now a rip, in a cheap fabric. A moment caught before a laugh, or a sigh. The air, hot and too still. Five buckets, empty.