The title of the project is a metaphor of the violent way in which people react, both in day to day life, but especially on social media, where they feel powerfull and safe from behind the keyboard. We are all distracted by the dust they throw ...fake news, manipulation and hate. As a result, we feel superior, we begin to insult other people, to react at hate speaches with hate...the mud in our souls and hearts comes to the surface. Even though we feel that what we do is normal and we are always right, in a way, all of us are covered in mud, in a certain degree.
Blinded by dust
It s hard to see the righ thing when your eyes are closed because of all the dust
Faded beauty
No matter how beautiful you think you are the mud and the dust change that
Wide open
You re trying to keep your eyes wide open to see clearly
Half Pure
You are trying to protect at least some part of you
Too much
Try to rubb off the filth but it s too much
This is not me
Try too hide but it s too late
Dirty hands
There is so much mud around me what should I do with it
Guilty look
Don t look at me like that you are not better than me
Eyes wide shut
I just want to close my eyes and make it go away
Chatarsis
The only way to keep my sanity is to let it all out and scream
