Without a wrist watch that counts sheep
- Digital print on archive paper
- Nathan Singe
There is a hypnotising serenity within isolated spaces at night. These spaces enact the likeness of a dream …. We become lost within a melancholic dream in which we are liberated by a serene, reflective state of lucidity.
Walking home from parties late at night, I encountered these isolated spaces. Finding myself alone within them, I would slow down to admire the melancholic solitude they brought. I found this experience uniquely liberating. These spaces were dreamlike, with the bedlam of a party falling behind me, and in the ambient solitude of the glowing streetlights I felt as though I were submerged in a deeply self-reflective catharsis.
The Board’s Acquisition, 2018.
- Created: 2018
- Current Location: QUAD Teaching & Learning
- Collections: Board's Acquisition Prize