For three years, and from the same perspective, I have attempted to capture the impermanence of life.

Seemingly insignificant moments, the eventless fragments of our days. Each instant is unique, yet no experience is eternal.

The horizon, a line, a thread that unwinds, a journey that becomes a circle and rests within itself.

Zerumuga is an invitation to pause, to take the time that seems to elude us so much. The time of here and now.

The time of the breath that knows neither past nor future, eternally present by its essence.