The fluctuations, ageing, constant changes, and cyclical nature of human and natural capital are captured and recorded here in an analogical way. It feels like it is one’s childhood school and classmates who are looking back with calm and solemnity. Flashes of the tops of apartment blocks and the full, immutable brows of the windows. A walk in the park in February. This is all comforting, but nostalgia slowly slips away.
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