A noctural scene that quietly explores the natural cycles of time. An wol perches silently on a bare branch while within a hollow fo the tree trunk rests the skull of another owl, a quiet echo of what once was.

The entire tree stands upon heavy stones, a delicate feathers drift slowly downwards, like grains of sand in an ancient hourglass.

This piece becomes the natural clock, not marked by ticking hands, but by the gentle, unnoticed moments of change: breath, decay, memory. It is still dance between life and death, a tribute to the ongoing rhythem of the earth .

Nature clock invites the viewer to withness time through the language of nature, soft,constant and invitable.