The Blank Realm
I have a long-standing fascination with blankness.
Our world is full of signs.
Signs well-placed to demand our attention.
“Look at me! Over here!”
Leaving a space empty can feel like a quiet act of noncompliance...
...or perhaps an awkward pause.
Sometimes they're not completely blank...
...but hold memories from the past.
Why are some of these spaces still blank?
and what do they want from us?
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