What is the relationship between our existence and the world around us? What do the landscapes of our bodies carry with them from the countless landscapes we inhabit? Sometimes, I feel as if I can see the same furrows, the same lines—the traces of a body left on the surface of the water.

Our bare presence, kissed by light, merging with another being, blending breath with time—could this, too, be one of the many landscapes of the world?

With these questions in mind, I seek to tell my vision of things, to narrate my story.