An interstellar distance
The things I have experienced and accepted since childhood are rooted in my mind, beyond the scope of a city or a country. I live in a city, but my spirit has already drifted away. I turn my eyes to see the shadow of the past life and the glimpse of the future in this journey, the journey that follow some paths set by others, I will always turn my eyes on the road ahead, but don’t know where it leads, but still I am holding the steering wheels. The car is a miracle of the industrial revolution, it allows a weak human to speed through the vast plains, through steep mountains, no matter how freezing the winter or how scorching the summer, storms or rain or snow... As I speed up on the endless highways, which were built upon the endless desires of mankind, I feel like I am flying and falling at the same time, just like the dream of the infinite fall I used to have when I was a kid, only this time it is was real. “We had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way” (A Tale of Two Cities, Charles Dickens), I will letting that powerful and unstoppable force drive me forward, forever falling.
______________________________________________________________________________
Please click on the image to see them in orders
______________________________________________________________________________
Inkjet 66″ x 44″ / 44″ x 31″on luster paper, unframed