Nomadic scavenger girl, one eye toward the post-apocalyptic future, the other on the ground.
The world is falling apart around us. As humans, it is our nature to fight entropy, to create despite – or perhaps in spite of – inevitable destruction. This struggle is especially relevant in the City, where things are built, crumble, and are rebuilt in a constant cycle. The residents go about their daily lives oblivious to their parts in this ongoing drama, and the detritus of the City strewn about them is left to rust, unheeded. These small pieces of the imperfections of our world, these gifts from the City itself, are put together here as reminders for you – the things we make will someday be destroyed, discarded, and left to decay, but that does not mean they aren’t still beautiful.
- Joined December 16, 2009