Desert is where time has forgotten to pass and, in the meanwhile, time passed too quick to save what once was symbol of life. A railroad, a car, a house, a weather observatory, a quiver tree, it doesn't matter: the rule of time flattens everything, leaving the traces of what once was and then it was forgotten. But we still have traces. Traces are what time leaves of life: signs of what once was and now it has changed. And, maybe, it could happen again.
Series taken in the wilderness of Namibia, roaming out of the beaten path, or on the beaten path, but looking in the opposite direction.