There was plenty of time in the past year to think about the time.
How, layer after layer it turns shock into a routine, how you push it through yourself with difficulty, and how it softens sharp corners,
how every thing around counts the time from one point to another.
Since January 1, 2021, every day, I re-pack a wooden figure of number 1, building up the layers.
At the end of the year, there will be one piece, but 365 sculptures hidden inside it.