Walking in the woods or maybe down a historic main street, all the sudden you see something out of
the corner of your eye. Then it is gone. Was it a leaf, a piece of paper or an image of a past event, a spirit of nature?
I show what it is I see out of the corner of my eye. The parts of the world that you miss if you always travel
in the fast lane or vanish when you are unwilling to let yourself believe.
