Nothing changes under the sun
Visual travel autobiography ( shot on 35mm/120mm )
Somewhere in the world, the sun rises once more. The wind blows, clouds drift, water circles its endless path.
Grass and trees awaken with tender green, animals feed and people carry on with life. The sun sets ——— and then rises again.
Nothing has changed. This is the world as it has been since a distant, distant past.
Nothing has changed. And because of that ——— In this world that shifts drastically and endlessly, may we let our souls rest in what remains unchanged.
From my journal 2024