Each night, after the tables are cleared, Setiawan visually documents the repetition of his life working late nights. Autopilot is made in the in-between time of after shift and before rest; where the flickering lights perform for no one, and the absence of the streets become the subject. As the body moves on autopilot, the mind freely roams. These nightly commutes became a personal space for solitude, and as an exploration of Setiawan’s own relationship living in a place where it never feels like home. Last Call records the repeated journeys in those quiet hours, reflecting the uncertainty and the unknown future. Confronting the reality of life as we know it.

Each night, after the tables are cleared, Setiawan visually documents the quiet repetition of life working late shifts. Last Call is made in the in-between time- after service ends and before rest begins. The journey home becomes a necessary moment of decompression. The empty streets become a stage, holding a strange stillness, where the act of moving through them feels both automatic and performative. These nightly commutes transform into a personal space for solitude and reflection, offering a chance to reconnect with oneself. Through this series, Setiawan explores what it means to live in a place that never quite feels like home. Last Call records these repeated journeys through the quiet hours, capturing the uncertainty of the present and the unresolved questions of what comes next.