Lying on your back in the fresh green grass of a warm spring afternoon, images start to form. The clouds perform just for you. Animals, faces and figures, all reveal themselves slowly and then fade or morph into other shapes for your entertainment. No one else will be seeing the same show that you are. It is a private performance.



Smoke, much like the clouds in the sky, has a mind of its own, reacting to imperceptable air currents that carry and constantly mould its appearance.



This book, like a cloud perfoming in the sky is just for you.