Acrylic paint and Chinese ink on wood.
Format : 30cm x 40cm.
Landing is the most dangerous part of an aeroplane journey. Landing and twilight are very bad bedfellows, and children whose fathers are pilots flee from this fear by giving it a happy face after having buried it in a secret corner. In our private life a struggle is taking place where truth, which does not have the role of a funeral wreath, is foremost.