Sunday family lunch with many relatives at my grandparents house. After lunch I lay down on the kitchen bench pretending that I had fallen asleep. Everyone is having the family fun, and I am just listening to the sounds. A distant conversation, which I can maybe understand only if I pay attention to the meaning and details, but I am more interested in - even mesmerised by - the sound itself. It travels through space, mixing on the way to other sounds, like a pigeon's cooing, a laugh of one of my cousins, a door snap, someone is washing hands. All these sounds fusion together in a unique, unrepeatable experience in a particular moment. I find that fascinating. I let this experience extend to my vision. I open my eyes and start looking gently, just enjoying whatever I see - without wanting to comment or understand.