The Azores seas and wind are a constant presence along with the accompanying howling and roaring - completely mesmerising and often quite scary. A human becomes such a small part in this massive repetitive cycle. The earth's moon hauling the seas backwards and forwards day in and day out as we slowly spin around our sun.
Azores
Vasto Universo
A found poem based on an exhibition by Isabel Madureira Andrade in the Arquipélago Contemporary Arts Centre, San Miquel, the Azores - designed by João Mendes Ribeiro, Architects.
It reflects the other worldly atmosphere of this misty, mysterious island surrounded by a heaving Atlantic and still bubbling and seething with volcanic activity.