Breaking the waves, 2021

Waves as a basic element. Everything I look at, everything that surrounds me, everything that passes through me. A sea wave, a wave of sadness,
a wave of electrical tension, a wave
of bitterness, a wave of light. Dust.
It is collected time. It is the light that
I see in my room. It is the present
in collision with the past. Breaking waves. Endlessly repeating climax.
A moment of transformation.
Breaking against each other. When
a wave breaks, it changes its direction and speed. It breaks against another wave, or against another surface. Against something that stands in the way of its flow. I break the wave with my own body.