Water, the only element that can be tasted, felt, liquid, moving, separated into an infinite amount of droplets, tumbling down abundantly from the mountains, part of an endless cycle… How many have painted water in all of its forms ? Countless. And yet….as if not all its aspects have been studied, I felt like examining all the intricate forms it can take when gathered in a cascade, falling across the rocks in the Tongariro river, North Island, New Zealand.
