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I could call my image the God of the Wind. Aeolus, Aeolus, appointed by Zeus as the keeper of the winds and son of Poseidon, the God of the Sea. The transparent gauze feathers: east-west, there. The black burnt feathers: west-east, back. A back and forth within the same head. For me, seawater and wind are the elements that carry within them the back and forth. That are a transition in themselves. A transition from the old to the new world. Contemplation, reflection, transference. The two movements as a circular form of eternity.