This is what is left, the stuff that's redefined and left within the echoes of tomorrow. Into new Bildungsroman.
The mantra of being nothing but the work, to carry on the duty, with what is left. This spiritual task of what is left out of the law is then brought into question.
Wave away, moving on to the next projects, at that singular point where everything matters into the next one. Generations and generations of our time and history trail off into the long line of projects we do.
Droplets, that connect into what is next.
There was an artist who could not handle the paradox of commercialized attention on social media, I completely understand. The process of social media influences to turn artists into salesman or upstagers can be too much.