Luke Barcelona Cano decorates frozen moments with the fact of movement. They may be fishes asleep in the shallows like dead ships, or lonely deserts pierced with mirages of liquid space, yet Kano animates the paralysis itself, and formulates the hint that there is a reality beyond the reality, and everything is strung on a spear of triumphant life. Is not the movement the best metaphor for it? According to Cano, the Universe never stops; it breathes and happens all the time. Even when there is no wind, and atoms themselves seem ossified, there is a rushing process in the laces of infinity.