Plane

To see something is to acknowledge its existence - and often to empathise with it. Yet sometimes I come across certain scenes that evoke an acute sense of distance between myself and what I am observing. Whether it is the structure of space or a combination of objects, it feels strange that they enter through my eyes and become images in my mind, raising doubts about how my consciousness works. But it also reminds me that what we see is not necessarily what it is - our vision is imperfect and delusional. The perfect images we are constantly bombarded with in the media are often repulsive because they try to impose their version of reality as truth. I am always looking for a way to create fragmented and flawed images without injecting thoughts and emotions, in the hope that it will liberate my own consciousness.