I imagine that to others, we appeared like a knot. We were messy and dysfunctional, and constantly tangled up in each other. Our limbs, our emotions, our lives, I was always trying to smooth out the rougher parts of you and you were trying to untangle the disaster that my life was becoming. I don’t know how we became so caught up in each other, but my God I was never happier to bend and twist myself around the prospect of someone’s happiness.
Statement from the artist of the featured artwork “box and world”:
Made during a time when I was confused and isolated with what I was in the world, and how it ran as a society. Today it’s a different mindset but some of the feelings and thoughts are still here, just manifested slightly. Maybe even more intense than before.