The moments pass yet are somehow still present, slowly melting into eternity. A time travel of the mind, a ceremony of obsessive repetition. All one and the same but also different. There is nothing there, or there is, only there is something in the way making it hard to define. Themist obscures, the invisible becomes visible and the visible is forgotten.
Years in a second was my graduation work from the Iceland University of the Arts, the work was exhibited at BEING, the graduate students’ spring exhibition at the Reykjavik Art Museum Kjarvalsstaðir.
Materials: Driftwood, basalt, latex, ceramik, steel, black sand, salt, air and water.