No future

There is no future. There is only this very moment. This is the moment itself, which consists of many parts, layers. All this forms our present; the environment, smells, texture, color, temperature around, our mood. This is a set of faces that add up in an instant. I've always been interested in time travel. Why can't we always move only in one direction along the coordinate axis called time? I want to visually convey a moment in time. To catch the movement forward into the future. To show its stringiness, texture, layering, versatility. Disassemble into layers with the ability to look into each layer.