The ether comes into existence, the figure starts moving and eventually running with great harmony, the flower breaks revealing all of its glory and the heart is out there, wide open, vibrant, bright red. And all because of the hand... because of the hand that took the material, closed it firmly inside it, incubated it in warmth... and when it opened, the temperature started falling down and the structure became harder, leading the pieces to their adulthood, an adulthood that allows them to play with light, with time, with the senses...
ether
running figure
broken flower
open heart
