Hard chat

A conversation that falls short of expectations. A cycle that repeats itself due to the awkwardness of opening up to those who knew how to understand the pain without causing hurt.

A hard chat is put off while some madmen snap a photo; the reflection appears in the lake water—water consumed while waiting to be understood. In a fit of rage, one bites into a branch growing at the water's edge, linking the greenery to the morning's first wave.

Artwork size: 35” x 23” / 90x60 cm

                         Thickness : 2” /  5 cm