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, watching as the leaves fall to the ground, 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.