"There are more things in heaven and earth…Than are dreamt of in your philosophy." – Hamlet
Between one artistic choice to another, in an attempt to cast meaning into empty sacks of flour, I have become a diligent worker, propelled by the flow of the factory; touching the material, sifting, processing, letting it flow through me into the visual text you have before you. Like an empty vessel I contained the dreams, desires and wear the factory entails. The factory dictated its philosophy, and thanks to its intensity I could slowly let go of my own philosophy.