This work starts with an adventure near a shore. I found a little stone with a spiral pattern that looks like a fossil. I picked it up and examined it, then leave it where it was. Since then that little stone has been a puzzle in my mind, haunting me, and I start to regret I didn’t keep it. When you find a fossil in the wild, you may be the very first one to see it in millions of years, as if you were looking at it across time and space. I return to that beach, again and again, try to find that stone, but it never appeared in my eyes again.

I always doubt a lot of things. Doubt whether they are true, whether they exist. We don’t know if it is true, we can only speculate the truth through lots of details. The fossils are silently whispering. They lie down between mountain, ocean, and rock. Everything in the universe is continually changing, but the fossil just silently lies there. All of this leads us to the question —does only death last forever?

Back to the ocean, which means back to where life comes from, the original point of everything. This work explores fossils in different scenes, tries to find and understand those mysterious and sublime presences, and also tries to rethink death in this progress.