OF LIFE BOOKS
We are a race made from stars. The ancient gods stand solemn
kind of star-worshippers, summer fun at the beach.
a field of the star-studded night sky. At their feet, a group of
stand at attention, the star-stuff glittering, reminding them of what
Children play beneath the wharf, basking in
Photographs suggest stories as well as tell them. Here we see the
of the wharf, and those who stand on it. But we also see the ghost
those who move along its surface, shadowy as they pass.
Cylcotron control room. A different way of seeing the stuff stars are
Here, a mirror montage give us a different view of the complimentary
nature of the universe itself.