While creating the images for this project, I increasingly wonder if I am actually capturing my own frustrations, fears, and madness, rather than his. The boundary between his world and mine is blurring, and that sometimes makes me uneasy. Perhaps the entire project is ultimately a reflection of my own psyche, my own struggle to be understood and to find a way to express what remains unspoken.

Nevertheless, I feel that this struggle—both Nijinsky’s and my own—reveals something important about the human experience, about the way we try to hold on to our sense of identity amidst chaos and the invisible wars we wage in our minds. In a world on fire, where wars rage and people kill each other, the inner conflicts of one person might seem insignificant.

But just as Nijinsky’s eyes, which he drew shortly before his admission, were the eyes of soldiers confronted with the darkness in humanity, I see in this project an attempt to understand that darkness—both his and mine.
This project is a search for seeing, for understanding, for a moment of stillness amidst the chaos. A moment when we don't have to pretend that everything is normal, but can allow ourselves to surrender to what truly lies within us.

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