
About the work
The fluorescent hum of a shift just ended. The plastic chairs, still warm from a body. A guitar string, tight, then loose again. A shared uniform, a shared exhaustion. Not quite awake, not quite asleep. A small sound, carefully made.

About the work
The fluorescent hum of a shift just ended. The plastic chairs, still warm from a body. A guitar string, tight, then loose again. A shared uniform, a shared exhaustion. Not quite awake, not quite asleep. A small sound, carefully made.