Tossapol

*80 copies limited edition* There is a science museum that was built when I was a child. It has an exhibition building and a planetarium. I visited it a lot at different times. Because it was built a long time ago, the atmosphere inside feels like going back decades. The dim lights, the seemingly endless winding corridors, the sound of the air conditioner working hard, the exhibits that’re not as new as before, all of these things make me imagine that building in a new way.. That imaginary building is composed of scattered parts, disjointed, stretching along a forgotten landscape. The lingering memories float along the corridors of the building. Sometimes it seems like the building expands endlessly, like many times when you walk out of a place, but that place still follows you for many days.