Hello, I'm Mary.

You say, “Hey, what if I do that?” and then you’re doing it. As an adult, you think, “I want to do this thing,” or, “I want to make something.” Then you start gathering resources and devising a plan, but then you get tired because you’re old and want to lay down. There’s something about that childhood idiocy that I often think back on and love.

Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don’t’ need.

Why does everything need a concept? Does the glittery silver moon in the beautiful evening sky - does it have a concept? Is there some big idea to it?
No. It just chases the sun. It’s beautiful.