In Klimt’s gold brought to the melting point by a flaming afternoon sky above Hawick, in the south of Scotland, one bird crosses the sky. From one end of the horizon to the other, its flight defies space and time, to the extent of making them bend and overlap into each other. To travel towards the light means to renounce appearances in order to embrace a mystical dimension where all becomes love-light-gold. This infinite flux evolves into a harmony of existence and unity of life, where all colors join together, kiss and blend. - In Hawick, in the middle of the Teviot River (May 4, 2018)