...I am in motion...I am in transition...I am neither departing nor arriving...I am in a permanent state of being in between spaces and places...I am the contemporary nomad...the outside world is one of constant change - landscapes, languages, temperatures, smells and tempi...the slow movement of clouds underneath me as I sit in the fastest of all mass transportation vehicles...the fast movement of a countryside out of the window of a train…green, brown and grey strokes...