Arms outstretched: running, dancing, searching,
Trying to catch a glimpse of this reality.
In search of something to put my finger on.
Navigating dreams, yesterday’s and tomorrow’s archives
Moments that reach deep, pulling at the strings of time
Time stands still
All around us, we search for something to hold onto
In search of evidence of this existence
Proof that this light
Is more powerful than we know
In search of the fraction of a second
The days kept safe from light
The physics that allow
This moment
To now exist
In our hands
In search of moments of clarity
Magic (in plain sight)
Movement (all around me)
Air
Light
The stillness
Of indescribable
Emotions
And
For the beautiful,
Intangible,
Fleeting
Moments
In-between
In search of
Lost time
My video art piece, Tempus Fugit, was projected in a separate room in the gallery. Best viewed full screen with headphones.