An old, discarded automobile sinks under the weight of branches and leaves in a rural wrecking yard. The shadows in the hollow behind the detritus of shattered glass seem to be pushing the car further into the earth, but they also provoke vivid memory of what the vehicle once meant to those who used it for work, for enjoyment for togetherness. We witness the cycle of creation, aging, destruction, oblivion and feel the sense of the sacred - that which came before us and will endure after us - filling the space around us.