In this diptych, in the first part (tempera and wax on Cansol paper), the black colour of the bees becomes the black path formed by people and their single and indivisible shadows of the second part (inkjet printing on Bristol and photographic paper) where journeys meet, unite, or move away. These paths, in the first part there is only noise, hum of background of a humanity in movement where everyone, without the knowledge of the other, only hears himself.
