Walking down the street, the artist said: “I like this old, crumbling wall. Human time has disintegrated it. I want to do my work there. I’ll place the universe, the moon, the stars, the sun’s rays, and at the bottom I’ll carve the fictitious line of the solar system. Soaring symbols, essential to life on earth, on a crumbling wall. The wear and tear of human things on one side, or human time; the permanence and stability of the universe, eternal time on the other.