Sometimes we see the beauty in the unusual, unlikely places or part of a city or town. We take notice of these intense pleasure within the four-cornered walls, abandoned spaces, degradation of heritage sites, the demolished buildings, dilapidated warehouses and other failing structures. In the midst of pondering within these deteriorating walls, rusted streetlamps, junkyards, broken windowpanes, empty playground and among others, we often sense these polarizing ideas that every preening eyes can take notice of. Those decay and disintegrating materials are a thought-process wherein one can interpret it purposely in appreciating one’s existence most especially during this era of a global pandemic. How will humans cope to this trying times?

The title De-Composition implies a cycle, an ending and a beginning; a thing that corresponds to where we can create or destroy. Thus, de-composition is not about organic decay or stuff being thrown at the compost pit rather it is about failing structures of certainty and uncertainty in society, the de-humanization during the pandemic, the panic attacks during quarantine yet we remain steadfast in our cognizant rebirth.

Frederick Sausa