Living within the machinery of a flower farm, I witness a silent infiltration: mass production and synthetic textures penetrating the fragile core of our identity.

This is not a critique, but a witness statement. I document the unsightly shrouds of human activity—the waste we tuck away into the dark corners of our consciousness. For me, these discarded fragments are not flaws; they are the missing pieces of a broken whole.

Following Carl Jung’s principle of integrating opposites, I bring these shadows into the light. By illuminating domestic waste as a vital part of myself, I transform the "unsightly" into the "sacred." Integrity is not the removal of darkness, but the courage to encompass it.

All works were created using domestic waste and industrial residue from the artist's residence.