Muni Jakobsson
We can never stop. Eight to four, eight to four, eight to four.
Ideas about contemporary weight, work and the raw forms of the body are mixed into one.
We stand upright but on our shoulders rests more, more, more.
We want more.
But I just want to go to sleep.
(T.O.N.
We can never stop. Eight to four, eight to four, eight to four.
Ideas about the suffocating nature of modern society, work and raw forms of the body, mix and unite.
We stand straight but on our shoulders we always carry more, more, more.
We want more.
But I just want to go to sleep.
