This is a self-portrait about feeling useless as we step into a time where AI seems to be taking over everything. I’m sitting in a trash bin, scrolling on my phone, caught somewhere between boredom, absurdity, and resignation. The messy studio walls behind me mirror that chaos. It’s a mix of humor and discomfort—a reflection on what it means to be an artist when machines can create faster, cheaper, and endlessly.
*This is a real photography.