Truth never occurs outside our own selves.
Life is but a system open to the rains that fall at intervals.
Things have no conceivable intrinsic values,
and the poetic parallel only flourishes in an inner dimension.
We see truth not in the reality of appearances but in the reality of thoughts.
Life is but a system open to the rains that fall at intervals.
Things have no conceivable intrinsic values,
and the poetic parallel only flourishes in an inner dimension.
We see truth not in the reality of appearances but in the reality of thoughts.
The project is an attempt to utilize this mechanism; a collection of interlinking images that take on a documentary style yet contain little information that would potentially pin them down to a specific place or time—a collection of images that weaves an illusion of a truthful story.