how they see me
how I see them
light
tempreture
air
Sometimes things come in pairs. There are no absolute truths. We are all sometimes misled by our perception. I can't see what you're thinking, yet I'm thinking about what you're thinking. How do I see you? How do I think that you see me? Are looks sometimes just looks, or are they judgments—or is it me perceiving things through my own bias? And where does it come from.
Exhibition “IWTLYF”, editon of 25, 2022