Welcome to the Machine

Inside two unborn babies lies the map to a factory. A map that makes no sense, made of parts of machines put together in order to create a tumultuous yet organized structure in which one can get lost trying to make sense of chaos. This map is purposely confusing, it is not one which has a clear beginning or end, nor a path to follow. It is metaphor of human life as I see it, a coordinated turmoil, both beautiful and scary, for which none of us is prepared.