A mark to inhabitants
Cold air rested upon me, raised its head, and gazed over the wide river. Unless something was left behind, it was the moment for thoughts to forget. Restlessly we lost our identities to each other, nothing but our bodies and the chest as my shell.
Landscape inside me
In my thesis I describe the contradicting meaning towards the creation of landscapes. The personal self-indulgence creates an authentic experience towards a place, of that broader landscape. Yet self-discovery is the internalization of that place, and eventually such places are the creation of a landscape as a whole. You can obtain an authentic experience of landscape as a subject within art, as well for the landscape surrounding the art. The significance of the landscape is dependent on a reflection upon a personal place inside the landscape.