I Dress up when I feel clumsy in a room alone
and dive into the world filled with people.
Having full of whispering sunshine between the forest of bulidings,
The horning of cars and the whisperings of people beat to time
delight my sights and hearings.
Intoxicate me as someone else to the rhythm.
Exchange whisperings with the world for a while.

Indisouls 3rd project ‘communication’ / online exhibition / 2009. 08. 18