I Hate When It Is 2:30PM
Suddenly.
With intuitive regularity, I look at my watch automatically at this exact time of a day.
Half past two.
My perception of time slightly changes.
The day begins to speed up.
My restlessness grows. Impatience as well.
It is still not too late. But neither is it quite early.
Why every single thing takes me so much time?
I start comparing myself to others.
Tension. Thoughts are racing.
I fight the urge to give it up; to take a break.
Procrastination is the eternal demon. Last strokes, come on!
… I'm not entirely alone in this, am I?
Burden.
Tempo.
Tiredness.
Patience.
Distraction.
Thoughts.
Comparison.
Under Pressure.
Oddity.
In this project the author has taken upon herself to portray a problem that affects almost all of us – time and the lack of it.
In the minimalist concept that she deliberately chose to depict this project, photographs trigger in the viewer familiar feelings of nervousness, procrastination, tension, a growing sense of impatience due to possible delays, failure to complete tasks;
and on the other hand, the desire to stop and to take a break, which is in the straight conflict with the desire to get as much done as possible during the day.