侘寂

Wabi-sabi

This is a Japanese aesthetic that finds beauty in imperfection and in the natural process of things. Life is beautiful because it is imperfect and mortal, fleeting, impermanent and incomplete. Have you ever seen a piece of pottery with dents and bends with paint unfinished? That is Wabi-sabi.

Transportation is and always has been a part of life. Public transportation is a new convenience. The buses are imperfect structures filled with people who live imperfect lives. I want them to be art.

Just Up

Why am I up? 1:04. Hungry.

I know I need sleep. 1:05.

1:06. Was that really one minute?

Browsing, just browsing, mindlessly, sleepily.

My face is dry. 1:07.

Do androids dream of electric sleep?

I don't want to dream. 1:08.

Rest is when I go somewhere else.

When I come back it is like I never left.

1:09. Somewhere with no thoughts, worries, it's just.

Just there. Not here.

Can I go?

Will you let me? So much to think.

1:10. In that place I don't.

I can't go now. Not down for a nap.

I'm up. Still, just up.