NUBE

My gaze turns upwards to the sky.
Shades of blue, yellow, pink, and purple dance in abstract compositions of light, dissolving into fading shapes.

A pursuit of ephemeral moments—capturing and preserving them in time.

Suddenly, as if there were two skies, I was confronted with the uncertainty of not knowing whether the world was upside down, or if it was I. Facing a bidimensional existence, where the alternative reality seemed far more intriguing than my own.

Drowning myself in the process of moistening the material, in an attempt to draw closer to the quality of a cloud.
An urge to become— to understand more deeply.