Fields of Gold

…the beauty of a ghost town…

On one hand we blame our society for being separated and estranged and on the other we feel the need to run away, far, far away. To create our identity on all levels we need both, we need to be overwhelmed with this virtual reality and then we need to hide. Hide? Where to hide? From what? Future, past? It would be pretty naive to think that would be possible. The past returns to desturb, settles into our fragments and colonises the ‘new’, the future.