I don't really post about sentimental stuff but here's one.
Behind the pictures of the ocean there are 3 small mirrors and through it you'll see reflections of poverty. As a child, I grew up seeing the ocean and the slums. Looking at this art piece took me back to where I came from. I miss running around the wet market, eating street food and playing with firecrackers during the holidays. Nothing will ever be as good as those times. I will trade my yeezys for some chanklas from the Philippines(maybe haha). I hope one day I'll be able to visit my hometown and share to all of you where I grew up as a child.