A Sky That Keeps Moving

Under the shifting light of memory, color becomes rhythm.

This installation began as a memory of heat, music, and color. I grew up in a warm coastal country where the best nights always started at sunset. The beach would fill with people, the air vibrating with sound, and as the sun dropped lower, the sky transformed. Golds melted into oranges, then reds and deep purples, marking the slow passage from day into night. Those hours between sunset and sunrise carried a kind of magic. Time felt fluid, and everything around us moved in rhythm.

The hanging plexiglass forms capture that feeling of transition. Each piece has been melted and hand-shaped into soft, wave-like curves, no two the same, just as no two sunsets ever are. Their translucent colors of yellow, orange, red, and violet echo the shifting light I remember dancing beneath.

When projections move across their surfaces, the work comes alive. Light bends and fragments, changing as people move through the space. The installation becomes a living environment that mirrors the energy of a crowd in motion, the pulse of music, and the sensation of standing under a sky that never stops changing.

This work is about transformation: of color, of time, of memory, and of how collective moments can leave behind an atmosphere we continue to carry within us.