Caspar David Friedrich could paint loneliness, the emptiness of the world. Even if we are not alone, we are surrounded by it. It's not even sad, but also enjoyable to have time to listen to yourself and the things around you. This improvisation is not about Caspar David Friedrich and his painting but is in praise of loneliness. The monk was listening to himself as I was listening to my sound while playing and responded to what I heard. Listen again, respond again, and, in the end, dissolve myself into an emptiness.
I hope all of you can bear with and endure these 25 minutes of my loud thinking and can resonate your thoughts with it.