the houses on hills, became faces with strings...

and the land they rested on became a zipper

This piece was inspired by a video game-like dream with an endless cascading set of houses on hills. I felt this tension going on where this was all I could see and instead of fighting it I learned to enjoy it, which inspired the stamp cut text "There is nothing left to be or feel. I'm here and this is all I can see." 

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