We are not the first, nor the last to try. Let the stories unroll.Keep a little space, not entirely empty. Stand back, do not resign. Do not supress the figures, let them. Our motivesare ideological, but not limited to aesthetic. Our sclera are active, even the absence is not vain. A short pause to breath. It‘s quiet and next to you windblown dust from the winter. And again. You are surrounded by images but remains a weakness for the story. You see black and gray. Circles and spikes.
