The desire to better myself is neverending. I draw a connection to the constant reconstruction of cathedrals, to my endless cycle of hope to one day become perfect. Gothic cathedrals depict the lasting divine glory of God. However, their perpetual endurance comes with the cost of ever-present scaffolding, shrouding their bodies. I’m drawn to the juxtaposition of the temporal, makeshift frameworks and platforms bandaging the idealistic facades. Cathedrals, like our bodies, are always in that uncomfortable in-between.