When your head is no longer full of all kinds of disturbing thoughts, you start to see more. This is also how I discovered the clouds. What were white or gray tufts at first appear to have a wealth of colors.
Sometimes they glide past lovingly and sometimes at breakneck speed. And then the shapes that are never the same. They show that life is movement. No moment remains as it is. One moment passes into the next.
Material: a variety of wool, silk, cotton and fabric remnants
Size: 160 x 100 cm
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