I find myself in an unknown world – surreal and magical, vast emptiness interrupted only by great piles of rock. The earth’s crust is torn here and there, opening up to an infinite sky. In these primordial landscapes, all life and color seem condensed. Time is irrelevant here; is this the beginning of life or the end of the world? My imagination plays tricks on me and I find myself humming the “Close Encounters of the Third Kind” theme. I haven’t seen any alien life forms just yet. So far so good.
