Before sunrise (2 AM)
Digital Print
50 x 50 cm
We meet each other’s eyes through the late night conversation. The attraction between us is crazy – it drives us drunk way more than alcohol can do. It’s 2:30 am. Until then, we are too far to step back. In our time dimension, everything goes as smoothly as we are trapped into the seductively magical moment. It’s too hard to differentiate whether this is a cupid’s arrow or devil’s dark magic. It’s too blurry as if either of us conceals something. It’s too dark as if we are falling into the dark night. It’s once a drink that ends and disappears like a bubble. It’s beautiful, but it’s also hurting. It leaves with cat-scratched-alike cuts. Actually I’m not that into you, And neither are you, But why am I the only one who has these wounds? Somebody told me “The fairest thing the world gives to us is unfairness,” This might be the real truth in our time together.