a poem for the windvideo6:25
The video unfolds as a journey carried by the invisible currents of the wind—each tell a whisper, a presence, a world in motion. Where is home? Can it be touched, or does it slip through the fingers, a fleeting illusion swept away by the wind? Movements dissolve into the air, sculpting the wind’s silence, a dance of form and absence. Each gesture is a fragment of a larger, unseen conversation—a visual hymn to belonging. Breath becomes verse, movement a response, an echo in the void. In this interplay, transformation lingers only briefly, leaving behind a quiet trace.
Here, the boundaries between the material and the immaterial dissolve.