We perceive life through subjective impressions, living with no objective reality and in our own singular dimensions. Floating ethereal clouds disintegrate into the open sky. The landscapes seem to constantly blur - motionless, yet fading into the distance, blankly objectifying the structures of the world. The earth’s movement is a constant, flowing oscillation - where mountains peak and rivers fall. As music drowns perspective, replaying and skipping reflects the rapid warping of new landscapes. Tumbling and turning across open fields, motion bleaches colours inside and around the frame, spewing evocations of momentary presence. The passage of time seems transient, during which waves and fields ride high in front of an ethereal sky. Our own reality or being is based on empirical data that can only be collected by our subjective minds. Nothing about our presence is based in objective truth. This instance of works slides multiples of physical qualities in the world across our view. Each different process based series has a variation of sensations, covering tone, line, colour, light and texture throughout. Scanning constantly across our eyes are these blurred physical properties that seem to cumulate into objects we know through our minds collecting and consolidating tangible data. Time seems to become ethereal, elevating our journey above our narrative based lives, as we become able to reflect upon and reason with the past, present and future.