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ArtistMechanical watches fascinate me because of the small parts that together divide time into equal parts. Yet, time is an experience. When it's enjoyable, time seems to fly by. When it's boring, it is as if time has stopped. Today I read an article that suggested it's not time that moves, but we, through time. We move through the world that we shape and color through our senses. We go from A to B and beyond. Modern technology has shortened time, or the world has become smaller, as some say. In Star Trek, they have a transporter that takes you from A to B in a flash. Does distance or (travel) time no longer exist then? When I'm drawing and listening to music, I feel very present in the moment, as if time doesn't exist. When I write, the same thing happens. Yet, over time, something has changed. I have a drawing, I have a story. This drawing by the huiskamerartiest reminds me of a watch and of time. At the same time, the thought comes up about our journey through space and time and what it means when you are, in fact, trapped in a biological vehicle that ultimately travels through that time and space, and you yourself also become a story when the physical body can no longer travel further and you only exist in the memories of the people still alive.
A surreal landscape features a giant, intricate pocket watch with visible gears and mechanisms, set against a beach scene with towering structures and floating orbs in the sky.