Working and Writing on Land Art

I'm gonna fade into the background. 
This is not a place for me to stay. 
I feel like living something.
 I run and lay down on the wilderness 
Fearless on my breath 
I inhale the nature’s oxygen.
Julie Matta

Something's growing. And it becomes bigger, and bigger, and bigger. And then you feel uncomfortable in yourself, as if guilty. As if stuck in the spider web you've just created.
Léna Marciano

End of the road
Only man can put a limit to freedom and wildness. 
Alice Fouché

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