A person, as a person.

People lose the purpose of a life easily. Coworkers, friends, and family are supposed to be the dear ones who color our lives, and yet we overlook them just as easily. On our phones we dance along to scandals about people who have nothing to do with us, and we hand our own lives over to a company's growth, and to hitting KPIs. Think back. Were those things really what mattered.

It isn't only the people around us. We lose even ourselves. We waste a life on a "false hope" that isn't there.

Everyone has seen Rubin's vase, surely. Depending on how you look, it can be a vase, and it can be two people. I think our situation is the one where this can only be seen as a vase. People stand close, and their eyes never meet. Each one is looking at a different horizon. The third person watching them doesn't recognize them as people either.

I wanted otiose to be a symbol of recognizing a "person" as a "person." I drew a round dot on the left and the right of Rubin's vase, for the eyes. I lowered the mouth of the vase to the forehead, and raised the floor of the vase to the chin. With that, Rubin's vase, the art of more than one viewpoint, was lost. It fell into an ordinary, mediocre doodle of two people looking at each other.

And that is fine. We established a sure way of seeing. A "person," recognized as a "person."