The layers of this brick remind us of tree rings; the pictorial proximity of the wax bar to the stump… and of course the tree is organic matter, as is the origin of wax. The same layers of change’s depositions you find as well in geological formations, thus bringing again the notion Seuss’s and Vernadsky’s notion of the biosphere into our consciousness, where the terms of organic and inorganic life blur. The noosphere, or the space we influence as humans, is the focus of our attention. Even more, our interactions with the rest of the biosphere or space in general.
To be the best, the number one. ☝️ Competition. Come compete. Training. Good intentions for the new year. Suburbia lifestyle. Running alone. The enemy within. The different layers of our selves that compete. The results will be covered by nothingness. Snow. Now. Primary colors of red, yellow and blue. Between the black and the white the amber color area, representing consciousness. The cuboid clearly being humanoid.
You hear the water changing constantly. The fatty indifference of the bar. The black and white, the binary system of two dimensional thought. The black and white or two-colored picture is a more complex two dimensional information though than numbers or the written word. If you augment the number of colors you get into painting and the information is getting even more complex. WEARTH starts when the consciousness and our communication rises in areas beyond that.
One step towards the warmth, while the melted ice drops on the canvas of the landscape like Pollock’s dripping. The waxy cuboid doesn’t care. It has another idea of growth, let’s call it an idea of waxing…. all the new options and finally a reference we might trust in. Humbly and radically we open the door to a new spatial consciousness.
Difficult to spot, the wax bar is by its strange rectangles still rather easy to be differed from the forest, even if the colors are blending into one with the background… the forest is one of the soul images of the German people as Canetti so rightly describes. The sun’s light fades quickly in winter time, energy storages are necessary, just before even the white turns eventually black. Eternal change.
The roots of the tree are still 
Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consetetur sadipscing elitr, sed diam nonumy eirmod The no-ego attitude gives white space and let the number two appear. Where is one, there is the other. Not only the no-value of Zero, but the other having the same rights though looking different. The year that has passed, the year that is about to come. Staying boldly out off the cold of the snow, or laying just down, fearing nothing.
