this work was made on the first day of spring, as talks of a ceasefire started getting louder. it felt like peace was blooming at the same pace as the season. a rare moment where you sink deep enough into the quiet to believe things can be normal again, and the depth of appreciation for those moments is so much more now than it was before the violence began
hebrew letters around the flower and plants build reality like a matrix code
military tracking boxes are laid over the flowers too. even in the quiet, the machine doesn’t switch off. the peaceful moments arrive through a military filter
