Burnout | 烧坏 | 焼損

Lacking purpose...burnout...depression...

It is a constant cycle of internal struggle, with near-endless haunting red dread. I did not want this, nor did I want to be a victim of it, either. Yet these experiences of trauma, and things beyond my control, remind me of how unwelcoming our rapidly evolving society is at its core. So, I can only drape my face, and hide my shame away, with the exhaustive blue clouds escaping me.

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I can only say, watch over those you love, and see how they are feeling. Their drapes are invisible; they need you to help them peek through them.

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This sculpture was later discarded into the garbage; to serve as a reminder to me that like burnouts, they are inherently temporary and depend on our willingness to change--to do something different.