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Cycle-90°"A premonition of The Wind VI" |
| The polished texture of stainless steel. What was once cool and indifferent, is now spiritually rich. The curved surface gathers and reflects the surrounding space. Taking with it the greens and reds of the earth’s vegetation, and managing to draw us in as well. As it twists, it leaves behind traces of their color scheme. A monochromatic ray of light appearing and erasing itself from the landscape. The ends collide and for a brief moment, form a ring. The light splashes into space. Making an arc, it returns into the great beyond. |
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