Disappearing
The things suspended here are obsolete, worn by time, caught
in the moment just before they disappear entirely. Their world is
already gone. Most of them were used before we existed. Natureís
detritus has also been caught just before it dissolves into nothingness.
All appears to be whirling, yet we know it is still. Things appear
weightless, yet we know they are not. Nevertheless is suspended
for a moment between being and not being.