Bright, neon lights, motion, and a city at night raise my adrenaline, but also bring me a sense of comfort. It is a juxtaposition between contentment and restlessness. Glitched photographs of these night scenes better reflect these conflicting senses than a normal photograph. This inner conflict towards mundane things in life brings out a curiosity in me: I want to know why my body starts its “fight-or-flight” response. Why my stomach turns into knots and my heartbeat gets fast. That loss of control that constantly plagues my life. An internal conflict that will never be solved, but instead accepted for what it is. I will never fully understand these primitive traits. All I can do is focus on the lights ahead.
