There is a semi-desert in South Africa, called the Karoo, where one can easily think that there is nothing but dry land and heat. The heat is what I’m struggling with when going to deserts, the heavy heat, almost paralyzing, just trying to keep breathing and then I wonder why I came to this place. I’m always arguing with myself when I’m there, impatiently waiting to leave this oven. But the moment I left I feel homesick to this desert and I feel the impact its beauty made. And I look at the images and see silence and space, a strong remedy what makes one falling it love with it.