At a distance, the forest is quite an imposing and intriguing site, full of concealment, a place of refuge, a site of anxiety, almost like reflecting our very own hopes, fears and desires. An immeasurable in-between from entry to exit, a place to hide, abandon, seek and find something that has been lost or missing.The scope is representational and referential to things that are bound and laden with memory, opening up and revisiting thoughts through deep contemplation whilst moving through and momentarily dwell on certain things, which can manifest into songs, acts, speech. As these things open up, some cease, some only for a little bit but some stay yawning. They bounce around from tree to tree, and some pass through the gaps – the sway of enchantment.