There is an illusion that the haze is only outside. We close the doors, turn the air con / air purifiers on and breathe. Yet still it seeps in. It’s in the air after all.
Here is my imagined hazy interior (photographed and edited). The haze know no boundaries.
Credits to the Balinese artist Malik for his intense ink drawing of a banyan tree (a symbol of this region and one of longevity or immortality).
To see a hazier, warmer version of this image, please click here.