
Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.

Starting from sounds I heard back home that somehow hit my soul.

After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.

After a few Amsterdam hits, silhouettes started showing up, slowly.

I tried to start from my comrade’s dreams… and the story ended up here.

I tried to start from my comrade’s dreams… and the story ended up here.

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.

If I had a studio, I’d put sculptures like this at the entrance. Would I? I would. Fuck it.
