Concerto For The West
The calm of nothing
The Great Plains
The Barber of Seville, Overture
The birds fooling around
The cows munching blankly
The wild flowers springing into the image
The fences covered by high grass
Only the road in front of us
And the sun hiding behind a gray curtain
Polonaise nº3 in A major Op. 40, nº1
The old bird on an electric line
The little river curving round
The hay bales
The tree, branches bare
Praying to divine powers
The yellow flowers peopling the west
The hair
The hand
The freedom in the wind
Blue linen shirt
And brown leather boots
The dog playing with a child
The old lady smoking a cigarette next to the gas pump
We are nowhere
The somewhere to someone
Around us: silence
Nothing but the click of the camera
The smell of wet grass and wet tarmac
The fog swallows the rainbow
Suite nº3 in D Major, BMV 1068: II. Air on G string.
Dead trees
The feeling that infinity belongs to us
But nothing can catch infinity
