The room of Disguise
NFTONE Rooms Our being is not defined. We are fickle, our souls are uncertain. Everything we see appears to us at first ordered, more beautiful than what it really is. Perhaps this is why we disguise our being, to appear to others, ordering our colors, placing them in the right places. Who has never wanted to see themselves through the eyes of a passer-by, a complete stranger walking one morning when a light haze has not yet given way to sunlight. Would we see our colors ordered and defined, or a rainbow of a thousand shades?