The photo book '(Almost) Missed' documents an orange pillar in a shopping mall parking lot over the course of 18 months.
Through small damages, subtle repairs, and layers of bright orange paint, it slowly became a kind of accidental monument: a record of unnoticed moments, daily routines, and the slow passing of time.
What if the things we overlook are the ones that speak the most? And maybe imperfect is just another word for alive?
The photo book '(Almost) Missed' documents an orange pillar in a shopping mall parking lot over the course of 18 months.
Through small damages, subtle repairs, and layers of bright orange paint, it slowly became a kind of accidental monument: a record of unnoticed moments, daily routines, and the slow passing of time.
What if the things we overlook are the ones that speak the most? And maybe imperfect is just another word for alive?
