Nonchalance

I imagine a landscape that is quietly, deliberately wrong. Familiar things are still present, but they no longer behave as they should. A cow and her calf feed calmly on something abundant yet unnatural, accepting it without question, while overhead a bird circles like a vulture, watchful and patient. I am thinking about how rarely we enquire into how our food is produced, or question the systems that deliver it to us. The work reflects my unease at how environmental catastrophe settles into everyday life, softened by colour, habit, and routine, until nourishment becomes uncertain and what is damaged or artificial is absorbed as normal.