‘I start the car and drive away. Drive in no set direction… just go. This city is the foreign counterpart to where I grew up: buildings, factories, trees, traffic, and people. Cities are like that: templates of humanity trying to fugue with technology, the sum of which produces unending complexity masking inherent confusion about why life evolved this way, not another. Concerning our evolved state of existence, the locus of mine is relayed via five senses, the perceived content distilled via brain function into a version of comprehension that can, ultimately, in no way attest to or truly complement another person’s existence despite enormous efforts to try do so.’
– Nick Hedges, The Holy Gap (October, 2020)