Ko si nkan kan - There is nothing at all
RT: 1.45; a series of fleeting moments extended and elevated for camera.
A young woman woke. There is a distance between what you wish to be true and what is in actuality. Nothing fills that space, completely.
Newly inserted into global cultural vernacular is the conception of 'wokeness'. The unabashedly discordant masses disregard this 'wokeness' as aggrandised self bolstering . To me the process of waking or being woke is not glamorous or self promoting, but really one of self effacement. There is a softness to waking up and subtle hollowness, and loneliness. A nothing. A nothing that emerges between the previous space of dream/rest and whatever is to come.