Fast, full, sensual, energetic clouds in the sky limit the endlessness of the universe and make me aware of being a temporary, tiny spot. What is the meaning of being that? What is time? By scratching lines, in squars, of the plexiglas I make it tactile. Past, present and future become tangible.
Medium: Nikon Z6, gold and silver wax, plexiglas photo (Fuji paper) on dibond.