Today But Not Tomorrow 


2025

I began to create conclusions where there was none, and so I began to ask questions.


I tried to make sense of things that we are still grappling with in the world today. There is no making sense of futurity, of loss, of rubble, of time, of ingenuity, of trade, of play, of loss, of escapism and reality 


The taught of blackness refuses to slip from my wrist into the sea


The land gets built only to be destroyed.


We put each brick down with an embrace and imagine filling the cracks in the concrete with our dreams 


Repeating the motion again


Medium: Bricks, Single Channel Video Projection, Milk Crates, Windows, Light, Deflated Found Basketball, Wine and Alcohol Bottles, Pendant Lights 


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