“Wasting time is, today, the only way to be free.” — Blaise Cendrars
Lately, I’ve been overwhelmed. Overwhelmed by information, overwhelmed by images, overwhelmed by everything.
Every time I look at something on my screen, or read or do something on my phone, I’m left with a persistent feeling of meaninglessness.
What really bothers me is that creating images, posting images, sharing images, or making art not only seems to have lost all meaning but also has become so easy that everything, paradoxically, feels more complicated.
As if this overflow keeps me from seeing my life clearly — my work, even my quotidian. Especially since I now feel like my digital existence is inseparable from my physical one. Because everything dissolves into a kind of magma, where things haven’t “already been said, done, or thought” but exist simultaneously, everywhere, all the time, continuously.
In such a state of things,…