It is as if images have built a world of their own, one that I have come to co-inhabit with them. This world resembles a nightmare, a weird dystopia where people and objects are poorly attempting to convince me of their authenticity in some sort of multilayeredness via optical illusions. Where cars have the same value as gendered bodies, nature is a decor and every eye winks at me. There, anxiety lurks from every post and every render.