My obsession with origami polyhedra began a few months ago. Now I have fifty-two of these structures lying on my floor and I won’t stop making them until I find love.
i started out creating these as a bridge between the present and the time that i finally find romantic love again. but that’s changed because upon returning from my long trip to london, i realized that i experienced love there. it wasn’t a romantic love (well, i find romance in everything) but a love for a place (london) and everything in it. it’s yearning for a point in life when time doesn’t matter anymore because i’m happy in the present. and i’m not there yet
when you’re on the outside it’s not fun, and a little lonely