This work is one of the series where you can find strong river flow between two parts of the land on each side of the picture. There is no way the flow would be the same. As goes to the sky. Nature changes both of them every second creating new patterns, shades, and shapes. And you never stop thinking that it is the same river, the same place I stand and look at it, but it is also always different. Because it is alive.
When the river is alive. When the sky screams at you. When you don't you can stand on the ground. It is all melting around you. The reality slips through your fingers. This is it. This is anxiety.