In the song *Heaven* by Talking Heads, heaven is depicted as a bar that everyone is trying to find; a perfect place where they are always playing your favorite song, over and over again *ad nauseam*. A place where nothing ever really happens and everyone leaves at the same time. In this sarcastic take on bliss, the idea that perfection is static and attainable ultimately makes it a boring, misguided goal.
This collection is an expression of finding beauty and hope in this in-between state where things aren’t quite perfect.
Crisp rectangles at slight angles give the compositions a feeling of potential energy and implied movement that provoke the viewer to shift their perception or assumpti...