“the rain of one afternoon”

“the rain of one afternoon”

“These beautiful words look like the rain of one afternoon when we are alone watching this landscape behind the blind of water.. and their sad and lovely sound performs the luth of solitude.” – written by Opus Mang, Paris

The words and the work are about time. time in our lives, time when we are alone, time that is a memory. Only one minute can pass, and all things change. Each one of my works is about the passing of time, the changes, and the events.