The Undoing is a set of four artworks, each an edition of ten. The works are collected as a full-set by collecting The Primary token, available for 1E on July 23rd at 1 PM ET. Editions of The Sense, The Horror, The Match, and The Becoming will then be airdropped.
Description
The Undoing is a story told in four images, photographed in Detroit, Michigan. Set against the backdrop of urban decay and abandoned homes, the series uses these fading structures as symbols of transition, markers of a liminal space between what once was and what has yet to take form. Many of these buildings are now being removed, but in their quiet collapse, they hold space for reflection.
This work is a personal meditation on memory, release, and the difficult choice to begin again. Each image captures a moment in that internal journey, the first clue that something no longer fits, the weight of that truth, the act of letting go, and the first steps toward something new.
The Undoing is a story of departure and becoming, of what we carry, what we burn, and what we build within ourselves when the old architecture of our lives begins to fall away.
The Sense
"There was something in the air that didn’t sit well with him. A shift so slight it could almost be ignored. The world looked the same, but it no longer felt like it belonged to him."
The Horror
"Up close, the truth was impossible to look away from. What had once held meaning now stood hollow and broken. Time had not been kind. And neither had memory."
The Match
"He made no speech. No gesture. Just a choice. A quiet, final act. Sometimes, letting go is not about walking away. It’s about setting fire to what held you back."
The Becoming
"He didn’t know where he was going. Only that he was no longer bound to where he’d been. There was a lightness in his step. Not joy. Not relief. But something close to freedom."
Narrative
"There comes a time when what once felt like home no longer fits the shape of who you’ve become. The streets may look the same but something beneath the surface has shifted. Quietly. Irrevocably. What was once familiar now feels distant. Like a memory worn thin by time.
There is a reckoning in that moment. Not loud. Not sudden. Just the slow steady realization that what held you once can’t hold you anymore. The foundations that seemed so solid have begun to give way. And with that understanding comes a choice.
Letting go is not always an act of surrender. Sometimes it is the first real act of freedom. To release the weight. To watch it fall away. What is broken. What is finished. What no longer belongs. There is no anger in it. Only clarity. No spectacle. Only silence.
And when the fire is gone whatever shape it took there is only forward. Not with certainty but with a quiet kind of resolve. The road ahead may be empty but it is yours. And in that space there is the possibility of becoming something new."
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