Description

In a sequence between dusk and the arrival of night—just as night begins—a door opens to reflection. It speaks of the triumph of serenity over thoughts, often crowded and unreflective, which tend to arise at moments of uncertainty.

The entry into reflection takes place through a temple set within a nocturnal landscape that nevertheless seeks not to be dark. The cypress, in this case, with its atavistic spirituality, intensely reflects the moonlight and stands upon ground whose illumination, without knowing where it comes from, becomes tellurically evident.