Come, come and watch time pass, here and now. Time: a digital clock, a sequence of numbers on a black background, rolling on endlessly. A mundane thing that helps us organize our lives, giving a framework for everything we have lived, and everything yet to come. For each experience, one frame, then another, endlessly.

One minute, 60 seconds—a kiss

One minute, 60 seconds—before the subway arrives

One minute, 60 seconds—I’m late

One minute, 60 seconds—the sun is shining

One minute, 60 seconds—it hurts

One minute, 60 seconds…

The screen: a river, water flowing, moving, gently, endlessly, all the time, with everything it hides, everything it contains—a whole universe. The water… and even before you can smile again… it has passed. It is no longer the same water. How do the fish manage to swim against the current?