A week ago I was travelling around the countryside and I was surrounded by my preferred supporting element; forest, bending trees. My mind started working and imagining all the whimsical conceptual work I could create.
This time I came with this story. A girl looking down the tree hole…was she in search for the unknown? Would she be brave enough to go down? Then I remembered Alice in wonderland. Why not mix my thoughts a bit, so a clock was added but the rabbit wasn’t seen.
Final version: Where is the rabbit? Shall I go down and bring my time back? No, I’m not the same person but I still believe in magic.