Personal Garden. Destruction. Synthesis. Symbiosis.

The project is about me, you and everyone. We plant our own gardens each and the question is how we interact with our own mental plantation. We complicate them by our own hands by inventing those mutations, “cutting” them and producing new ones once again. This is a vicious circle that never breaks. This is life. One of its fields. Interpret this shit as you want to. Use it well. I initially started with exploring my own fears and “unfreedom” as material subjects; however, after a while I suddenly realized that they’re no longer significant to me. Despite that, at particular moments these things would cause some pain after which I eventually “won the battle” and coped with them. This experience helped me to realize that this was just one of the “dead ends” of the global issue. I wanted to reconstruct the system of garden and while researching this notion I came to an understanding how versatile the garden is in its essence. It stands for pain and beauty at the same time. I find it fascinating. I have