Death. Death. Death.
That words repeating in my head.
Dark. Lonely. Forgotten.
And being eaten by worms and other underworld creatures.
I only saw melancholy.
I don’t have a choice, even once.
I only saw misery, never end.
In this work, I explored a loneliness feeling which led me to fear, worry, and anxiety. During this project, I made myself feel an extreme loneliness. And that time, I see this world is a large and complex melancholia. All moves and rotates toward solitude.
© Bayu Wira Handyan, 2017