The door before which we stand thus bears the words, "Nothing shall have been," and on the other verse the words, "Time was only an interlude." But, in this case, time will not have been an interlude between two eternities (as our ancestors hoped), but an interlude between two nothingnesses: between the nothingness of what, no one being able to remember it, "will have been" as if it had never been, and the nothingness of what can never be.

Treating sculpture as a landscape ✨ I love this angle, it evaluates the shapes of the wood as if it would be coming out of the floor😮