Something intangible, mysterious and dreamlike, which evades capture. Something which we cannot make out, which remains concealed and escapes from our grasp. Nature, silent at times, yet sometimes loud and abrasive. It takes in shapes, forms and textures, embodied in paths and routes. There is a heaviness to the silence, time stands still. The intimate details resist exposure. A woman covers her face. Another woman, a man and an animal are vulnerable in their intimate surroundings. Strength from fragility, the ephemeral which defies the passing of time.