Fallen Garden

I have finished my thesis project. I had planned for a year, and painted and edited for a year during studying abroad. I tried to express humans' free will, potentiality, and right choice through this project.

I am satisfied with the result in that I put almost all of my energy. Ironically, This means I reached my limit. I realized that I can express only what I have felt, understood, and undergone. And the whole of rationality, emotions, and experience a person has gotten for 30 years seems like a tiny dot. Even if the person could live for a million years, the tiny dot would be still a tiny dot. I feel empty but relaxed.