Our word sparkles under the endless ocean of stars. Colourfully decorated, still shiningly beautiful – not immovable. We look at it day by day. Some of it can be unified into a clearing portrait. Other dissapears in the fog of the past. Inbetween – that is where I am, wrapped up in a cocoon of complete fascination. A peaceful interaction.

It is the grandness of an instant of a moment like the flutter of fine hair on a fly's tiny legs. It is the look of my cat, the glory of a blossom and the natural beauty of people. That warms my heart. It's also the diverse facetts of light. The light is my fuel that shoots me into orbit. I grap for it, keep it. I freeze it and let the time stand still. For me, for you and the future.