entropy is an unfriendly quantity
It is a scientific fact, the second law of thermodynamics states, that everything is moving towards chaos. Maintaining the pseudo order, which is the most improbable scenario, consumes more and more of my energy. Either outside or inside. Everything goes the same way. Everything goes faster and faster. And I'm getting more and more exhausted. Something is working against me, freeze mode is on. I'm waiting. What's the point of anything? Waiting is essentially a passive act, fixed to somewhere: at a point in the geographic coordinate system or mentally. Or both. Me, fixed at home, on the sofa, in my body, in my mind. While I'm thinking about this, while I'm waiting, entropy is working on and inside me.
2021-, ongoing project
mixed technique (chemigram, lumenprint, polaroid, scanogram)
