We are all part of a larger, cosmic rhythm. Seasons change, days follow one another, months come together as a whole. A steady cadence that completes itself after 365 days—only to begin again. A cycle that carries and reminds us: everything is in motion. As the year 2025 draws to a close, I become aware that my inner world follows its own rhythm. It does not adhere to a calendar, but moves freely—fluid, alive, and open to change. The time between the years feels wild. Looking

I watch people moving through pedestrian zones with large shopping bags, weaving around one another, stepping aside, occasionally blocking each other—as if haste were a quiet promise of a successful celebration of love. At the same time, social media stories flood the screens: opened little doors, visually thoughtful, aesthetically curated, with a keen sense of staging and storytelling. A world that brings me joy. A world I love, understand, and feel at home in: marketing at

This Art Piece describes life as a series of cycles – repetitions that are not fully closed: with a beginning, an end, and countless individual orbits in between. Each of these cycles tells its own story, unique in its course, duration, and direction. Just as the Earth tirelessly rotates on its own axis while simultaneously orbiting the Sun in an eternal dance – always following its own rhythm – so too does our existence move in an overarching beat. Our existence is also embe