Axis Mundi is, like the same litter, in a common meeting point that is intruding into the ground. A structure made up of skeletons of leaves (plants), as an element that is born from the earth and falls and dies in it at the end of its cycle, speaks in favor of the ephemeral, of the life-death-rebirth transition, which gives rise to something new. It aspires to be the construction of an interior architecture, it looks inside, the chasms and peaks of the human, by way of prospecting like an underground cavity with its many layers increasingly deep, but not for that reason, dark. It becomes a palpable, organic, earthly and common feeling to man and his resonances. A trade between heaven, earth and the underworld as the same space that becomes part of their daily sustenance. As a site of confluence, a bridge of connection and union, from its outermost layer to its innermost, illuminating each possible created level, each hidden territory, as an opening as an entrance and exchange, where the light is reciprocal to the everyday .