I'm thinking about the intersection between myself and the outside world.
Most of the time, it's always a fleeting moment, and it passes quickly, and the next moment comes.

Everyday life is a series of fleeting moments, and each one is filled with immense happiness and hopeless fear.



Production is not instantaneous. I feel like I'm allowed to try putting it on and taking it off, and revise my words over and over again.
That's how I create my work.