This piece deals with our perception of time. In the distance is the calm of timelessness. Nearby is the rush of a journey where form and colours merge. Seen from a distance the work is perceived as a totality, the viewer sees both clocks tick in unison; time and speed are frozen.
When the viewer passes the work close at hand he cannot see both clocks at once, he passes the markers one by one and is reminded by the mirrors of his place in the time scale. And when he reaches the second clock he realizes that the work has taken a moment from his now.
while form and colours
embrace and intermingle
we pass time by
but before we know it
time has tip-toed past
– stolen the spur from the moment