That’s the absurd paradox of thinking that everything is pointless. It masks a feeling that nothing is pointless, that everything is too weighty and heavy and gigantic to bear, and that color and darkness and weight MUST find a way into your life, and be processed, and be celebrated, for anything to feel worthy of your efforts. You want to make art that is big enough to capture the universe inside you that you’ve been denying for so many years. You want to make art that embodies all of the feelings you buried so deep that you believed they amounted to a flat, empty riddle that asks “What’s the point?”

I think while you're on this earth it's maybe nice to try to move people, in any way.

"ONE THING LED TO ANOTHER" Mood Board, 2025

Ross White from "Crossing", Poetry Magazine May 2025; Ross Gellar pivoting in Friends, "The One With The Cop" first aired 1999; "Job market so bad I started following my dreams" TikTok by @nightroutinetheband; Josef Albers "Minimal Means, Maximum Effect" published by Fundación Juan March, 2014; poem No. 3 from "Atom" by Sarah Mangold; personal photograph - Capcom Creation: Moving Hearts Across the Globe exhibit at Nakanosima Museum of Art, Osaka museum, 2025; personal photograph - TeamLab PLANETS in Tokyo 2025; blooming flower time lapse by thrun, Getty Images; excerpt from "What's the Point?" by Heather Havrilesky from Ask Polly; Perfume Area by Sydney Shen & Laurel Schwulst published by Ambient Works, 2015; New York Subway guide, 1978; Jón Þór "Jónsi" Birgisson as interviewed by Olafur Eliasson in "The Shape of Smell"