Gestated in the fibers of environmental exploitation and the gears of capitalist machinery, the wooden man emerges as a personification of the fears and complexities of our era. We witness fragments of his existence in a film disguised as a defective and forgotten VHS tape, documenting a solitary struggle for survival in a world that both creates and rejects its own monsters. A recording of a performative intervention in public space, where the artist himself embodies a contemporary monster. Cloaked in a minimalist disguise, his presence disrupts the city's rhythm, creating small circuit breaks in the perception of passersby.