As the clouds swirl overhead, her feet are plunged into the hot sand. Here she is herself as well as part of nature. She follows her own rhythms. The dark bark of the birch is contrasted by dark bands, the white of her suit is broken up by a black purse. The world is reflected in her sunglasses, they are reflected in the round mirror as a representation of our world – the PD CIRCLE BAG. She takes off her glasses and involuntarily shields her eyes by hands from the sun. The sun rays drips through her fingers, while penetrating the weaves of the linen mesh. Here she encouters other goldeni suns – lemons.