This is the second artwork in the series, Phantasmic. The night sky has always captured my imagination. When i was young I would stare at the stars, the moon. I was comforted by how small I am and how infinite the universe is. The night sky makes me feel like anything is possible. When I allow my thoughts to wander beyond the daily mundane I realize how lucky I am to exist. How many people had to endure for me to be here. Those people, my ancestors, looked up at the same moon, maybe feeling the same way. Maybe they dreamt of who their descendants would be. They may have searched for comfort from the beauty of the night.
What do you feel when you look at the stars? What do you se...