Composer’s Note:

Sometime in July 2020, right after the lockdown I caught myself having an image of a hand that should hold a solid object. Instead, the object turns into sand and disappears.

This piece is inspired by the idea of what’s real and what’s just a dream. The line is often hard to sense.Minimalistic figure at the beginning is then developed in rather exquisite changes of harmonies and rhythm patterns. The time is an elusive substance…