Building the Urban Horizon, 2011

At first there was a green plain that turned white during the winter.
Two trees defined the length of the place.
There was a feeling of freshness and a sense of freedom that evoked an unlimited, infinite time.
The ground could touch the sky.

When the construction work began, time became tangible, and a calendar of actions could be seen on the plain.
The gap between the sky and the ground grew until the plain wasn’t a plain anymore.

Now I have to look up if I want to see the sky.