The painting speaks of the general disconnection of people.

Even in the most crowded places we sometimes feel like we are so far away from everyone else and we grow colder. It's interesting how everyone lives in their own box, which is physically so close to others, and yet has no connection. Looking at the city lights, each sparkling point is someone's whole world, where they do their own thing in their own space.

In this unnatural world, the only thing that seems to connect us are those giant concrete roads that at the same time fragment the world into tiny spaces. So you're standing at a crossroads, how do you know where to go?

I believe that for the people who are real in our lives, we will find the right way to reach them. And luckily, when our point of light merges with theirs, we create a brighter and larger spot on the black surface.