This room is an exploration of a specific kind of nihilism.
The universe is a mess of infinite possibility spilling like stuffing out the seams of a tightly sewn surface.
The sudden awareness of this profuse randomness and whimsy
can trigger paralyzing anxiety.
The responsibility to navigate such a confusion of abundance falls squarely on the individual.
It's enough to make you sick your own authority over your choices and your attention.
A bedroom is a comfort zone and a symbol of the most internal ring of the emotional life and psyche. It's a place where you can enter chaos safely on an intimate scale. To begin with the most basic of motions, to grope in the dark for the unshakeable bricks of self leads to a growing sense of how your own naturalness can serve as a guide through the hopelessness of psychedelic opulence.