I think when I made this I liked the way it looked and what it meant. And I still like the way it looks and what it means but in every new context it means something else. Thinking about time, I imagine things been less complex in the past but really they were just as complex and intricate and I wavered in the wind then too. This stencil got washed away by the UvA maintenance crew; it's bittersweet. I would love for it to have lasted forever but being washed away is the nature of the medium. Impermanence seems to fit the words I sprayed, in them things feel complete and incomplete at the exact same time.
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that is it. that is all it will be. to be washed away. to have its moment, to simply be washed away.
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