an illusion | @yhsjh
location: spring equinox event
what was that? yiseul was a bit dumbfounded as she stood in front of an art piece that was stationed in front of a stall. she wasn’t never the most visually gifted person, yes she much preferred words, written word came much easier to her, while art tended to leave the writer a bit more confused.
she knew the artist often meant something with their piece, as a fellow creative she can agree, all work is made from the creator’s heart. but sometimes, like this time, as yiseul cotinued to stand in front of the artwork, chewing thoughtfully on the plastic straw of her iced tea — she couldn’t decipher the nest of intertwined shape and color, was it a critique on nature? it was crafted beautifully but ...
maybe she was overthinking it.
“does all air need purpose?” she mutters out-loud, much more for her own amusement than anything else.
