This meditation around the themes of Sand, Salt, Tears and Art draws on conversations in a graveyard of aeroplanes in the Mojave Desert, on the shores of the Dead Sea, and in the Baltic Archipelago Sea. It proposes that the interesting task is now for the human species and for art to
think of ways out of lamentation. It is not a matter of protecting some people and attacking others, because epidemics, drought, storms, melting ice caps, floods and nuclear meltdowns do not choose to discriminate between their victims, even if the rich and powerful of today choose to fantasize
that they do. The only way out lies in the human species (as a species) imagining infinitely different possibilities of how it might produce and exchange. The moment we enter the domain of desire and the imagination, we also simultaneously find ourselves in the realm of the aesthetic. What
is art if it is not a tightrope strung between what exists and what we dream about?