Work in progress

After the rain…

In progress…

                     Watercolour & gouache on arches 300 gsm

           Plant biology text-book, pencil, tea bags, gouache, watercolour, & collage

All traces disappear with time. The wind removes them, the rain washes them away, and the snow covers all. The cleaning crew of the forest takes apart the carcasses of living things, and time silently erases everything, including the traces of seasons … Traces are physical things that sometimes have spiritual properties that reverberate in our souls. And so the traces I find always remain in my heart.

                       Sooyong Park, The Great Soul of Siberia