The Gods Must Be Crazy

This piece explores that fascination I find in the idea that there are a million things that call one raindrop home. Our significance in relation to the world around us is only understood from the perspective we can observe it, our own. From this peach floored gallery, the subjects seem to admire two largely painted eyes on the walls. Ignorant to the entities they belong to outside the gallery, looking in upon their reality.

Oh yeah and it has a friend.