On the beach or in the woods, when you close your eyes, you hear the sound of water, wind, rustling leaves, insects. You can still hear a motor boat, a ringtone, a highway, a drone buzzing, a factory. When you close your eyes and just listen, the sounds mix; it comes softly that all this nature is not the first or the second, it is a canvas, including you. But you should open your eyes, as you notice order everywhere. Man has organized the world more and more quickly: he has not yet found himself in the forest, unpredictable and magical. It seems that if you go deeper, you will have to put yourself in danger and disappear. It also seems that this disappearance is not about absence, but about another form of presence.