One is drinking tea. This moment returns for eternity inside itself. It and all the other moments, entwined together, like the mountains of the desert at night, the sand and the wind are drawing dunes inside dunes inside dunes, inward to infinity. But you are sitting on the train and it passes rapidly and all you can see is a black horizon like a violent, sleeping, ancient animal, and your own reflection on the window. A train trip through time, memories and consciousness.
"One is setting himself to go on his way. He sees himself. And the self that he sees is time." (Zen master Dōgen)
12 channels video installation. Mixed media animation, digital drawing and ink on paper.
