Statement

What you shall see is neither nostalgia nor praise of rural life; Only farewell to the earth!

We are the last survivors and inheritors of the world! Observers of harvesting and weeding; Staring at the plant stems and breathing with the green air and soil! We are witnessing the separation of the last survivors of seed farmers to the soil and their farewell with their presence and absence. We have walked the path we have chosen; Even now, we have digital land, digital grass, and digital smell in our pockets, and in the blink of an eye, the land will be rotting in a corner for centuries. The day will come when our only connection to the earth will be the legs of our benches; A suspended pretext that connects us to the metaverse.