The initial title of the piece was “Waiting for it to move.” I had thought of hanging a ball with a thread, and sitting down to wait for it to move. I was curious: if there was a first move of the ball from that state of being held at only one point of its sphere, what would it be? And to which direction?
I chose a wooden ball with beautiful vein pattern, which might call for a motion. Then, to my surprise, immediately after being hung, the ball started to rotate itself.
Certainly I had forgotten gravity and the moving atmosphere.
I wanted the distance between the ball and the surface below it neither too far nor too close. The ball wasn’t held down by the surface but it couldn’t fly up either. The link was at the critical point where it was fully stretched. And there it became visible when the motion started.