This is a personal vision of life, what made us just fades with the time, we have ways to preserve it, pictures, art, fame and memories, I believe memories are the most important factor due to the impact that they have in what we are, what made us a human, our brain learning, but what happens when we die? When we cease to exist, Memories turn into ASH, they fly again outside of the vessel that contained them for so long, once they were part of a human, now they are part of everything.

This work is a personal vision from a trip that marked me in life, but i haven't stopped thinking about the philosophical question about life, so I turned into what I think it can be the last thin we experience in front of our eyes, beautiful images corrupted by our decaying body.