Sweatshop


Flesh and bone…we live in this mortal skin. Existing in nature, we stem from the same source as all other fauna and flora. Fragile, vulnerable, present in life…our physicality is also bound to spirit, emotion and intellect. Identity...we have the privilege of expression, through this form which belongs to us…living, experiencing, creating, destroying.

Existing in awareness.

Our awareness is unique…as is our idiocy. As we exist in this universe, this world…the inevitability of boredom, power and desire drives us to create, or accept, that which oppresses or suppresses our very nature.

Multiply . Control . Exhaust . Repeat

The synthetic structures that we produce and put in place, in order to control, constrict, package neatly or tame this chaotic universe, are the very reasons for our discomfort.

We create that which destroys us.



The Tailor Stripped Bare


Layers upon layers of synthetic sediment suppress our ability to connect to whatever source feeds us. Our brief time here would be well spent as a journey towards transcending the structures, cerebral and physical, which keep us bound to this all-encompassing nothing.

Null.

The threads of human evolution and revolution will never be completely erased from our bodies or from our conscious minds, but the part of us that some might call soul, has the unique ability to transmute these layers…to strip it all away and reach a personal sublime.





Lillian van Aarde