Not crowded enough, but somehow still too crowded. Confined to the inside, I’ve memorized every angle of my space. I’ve traced how the sun enters, and calculated precisely when it’ll leave. Until I can return to the hum of work-ready bodies, the incessant tune of subway singers, and the what if a city sunrise brings; I’ll keep this ritual as best I can.
Frame not Included. Due to dimensions of Original Pieces some parts of the artwork are susceptible to being cut off.