Reflections by Marion Hänsel. Ever since I began to walk, I've walked looking up, contemplating the clouds. This has never left me bored. Day after day, "the biggest screen in the world" presents a fascinating spectacle, ever changing and endless. What is unfolding above me, or below me when I'm flying, touches me deeply. An entire array of sensations corresponds to my mood, the moment, the intensity of the light. At times I feel contentment, joy, euphoria, and sometimes melancholia, solitude, serenity or even fear, suffocation, helplessness and anger. Most of the time I just feel the simple happiness of being alive, in a moment in time, a part of a totality where up and down doesn't exist. I'm surrounded by something infinitely light, I'm floating and feel part of the universe. These states of mind, provoked by the clouds, the desire to live, to create - must be universal; I'm sure.