Mono no Aware translates as something close to "the pathos of things," and describes a deep melancholy evoked by awareness of life's transience or impermanence. I feel this most often taking walks on autumn nights, and wanted to apply this sentiment to the printed matter collected in my studio.
I collect leaves during walks, scan them and trace their silhouettes into vectors. Then, using a cutting machine, I cut the leaf silhouettes out of magazines, comics, old documents and prints turned to scraps. Installed, I disperse the leaves in piles and shine an amber light onto them, reminiscent of the streetlights.