Rain on a glass, Mexico.

The drop detaches from the sky and lands softly against the glass. Then it slides down, leaving behind a fragile trail, like a drawing improvised by gravity. It follows its own rhythm, curves around the invisible. It comes from above, yet its desire is to return to the earth, to merge with it once more. It is just passing through, part of a cycle being expressed, the cycle of water, of life and time.

"Goutte 1" Bowl
H10 L25 W25 cm_Glass

"Goutte 1" Bowl
H10 L25 W25 cm_Glass