Horizon
“ The horizon is not simply an element of the landscape. It is the eternal line dividing our world into that which is heaven and that which is the earth. The horizon is essential to my perception of reality. It is at the heart of our vision. The horizon is the mysterious boundary between the internal and the external, a mirror reflection of ourselves. At the horizon dreams are created and visions born. The horizon line is always the same but never the same. Forever at the reach of our sight.”
Memory
In Silence
Last Summer
To The Line
Just Becoming
In The Foreground
See Through
Under Clouds