Description

Perfection III just likes to hang out in a park. With the gloomy light of an autumn overcast day, she feels she can lose herself in the nature, despite being very distinctively foreign to it. “I have always loved a good stroll”, she reflects. “And this gazebo has always been is a great viewpoint”. I personally don’t know, I would barely even call this a gazebo. But I don’t mind, each to their own. I kept thinking about her edges on my way home. With each one facing a cardinal direction, they could easily reflect very different surroundings. Being somewhat warped, they add Perfection’s personality to the view. To me, this isn‘t even a metaphor – it’s the essence of us being ourselves.