Crater Eyes

Another Human being stuck in the spiraling repetitive circle of day and night, waking up to the sun arise on a new day; Simply hoping you get to the ending where the moon shows its face, or a wink of an eye. Dreading the coming of a new day yet glad the day is over.. for now. When the circle continues round and round, and time seems to move quicker and quicker with every new coming of a day. Where you wake to the sounds of birds chirping as they wake up as well. A reminder that you made it to the next day. You survived again. And yet you dread it? So I carry on nonetheless, as I continue on with my existential breakdown. I make art to slip away from this world we call reality.