byMax Thillaye


Crawling through a forest, a man faces the struggle between his primal being and his society-shaped character. Lying on the leaf covered ground, his bare existence is juxtaposed with the forest’s calm self, which stands indifferent to the hysteria that is playing out at its feet. In the comparison, the man’s lifespan become a mere banality in forest’s own reality; a fleeting second in an eternity of time.