Sometimes, in the final phases, my work undergoes changes that don’t significantly alter its look. However, the work progresses to the point when even a line or a slight hint of color can take on the role of declaring its completion, and with this transformation comes the peace of mind that announces my mutual contentment with the work. This was achieved in “crust” by placing a green curving line on the black substrate and using light yellows. At the time you embrace the night The furious wind pursues the sun Confusion In the fence, there is for your time And the time there is for your fence On your back A rainbow is carved on the bed soil To the extent of the Earth And thou hast allied thy flesh with the soil, upon the bed wherein there are only ashes to grow roots inside yourself. And this scorched ash Me and you I do not know where he plans to travel It is highly evident that we are the roots of the Earth And I shall not forget that the grandeur of the infinite globe is always on our ears