
Pity the sensitive soul rendered awestruck and insignificant as they peer into the grand epic of our universe. To ponder its limitlessness births hope, albeit a glimmer. Hope whispers, “Is anyone there?”. The quiet question ignites potential. Hope and potential create a desire to know. Space has no beginning, nor has it an end. The humble radio wave has the same characteristic. This symmetry, or perhaps superstition, makes our glimmer burn ethereally brighter. The “Hello” radio transmission is made to be sent out into deep space in the hope someone will receive the communication. In the unlimited field of possibilities, a single possible is given a chance. Send. From a noisy planet. This artwork seeks to better understand each other and make our voyage of human experience less solitary. The wave travails space and time, its cadence augmenting in ambiance, gaining velocity - waiting to one day be… Received. ---///--- 2304 x 2304 px | 30fps | Loop 2021 | Edition: 1/1