청 (Cheong)

Each person peels back the sweet potato differently, revealing a new reality that seems just as believable as the last. The air is tinged with The Scent of Forgetting, making it easier to embrace what one wants to believe, leaving reality a hazy backdrop. Lies and beliefs tangle together, hard to separate, each questioning the other. Shapes and feelings continuously morph around them, creating a world where everything half-exists. Truth lies in shadows, hidden in the folds, but always just out of reach, leaving us to wonder if there's anything real beneath the skin. Here, a mysterious disease spreads, leaving the world twenty percent empty space and eighty percent-oddly enough-sweet potatoes.