An interesting mélange of Polaroid pictures and story.
A narrative that ties a highly trained/damaged artist/craftsman his present and his past.
Polaroids' worth of a photo, every hour, documenting the activity at that time.
Two separate elements that'll synchronize until they don't.
A gelatinous mix of various fruits fermented in nectar in a giggly, semitransparent heap lacking inner structure.
A weird mix of Nietszche's "will to power" in effect! blended with a collection of Polaroid pictures in an non-sequential order that were taken over a 24hr timespan every hour to document its contextual activity, or, lack thereof, i.e. no picture.