2025 April #002. The threshold between definition and dissolution fascinates me here—these wireframe structures simultaneously reveal and conceal. They act as both architecture and absence, mapping the negative space that gives form meaning. What appears as constraint actually visualizes connection, the mathematical precision underlying our fluid identities.
These dual figures exist in conversation with themselves, with each other, with the darkness that cradles them. One gazes inward, one reaches toward something beyond—yet they share the same gossamer language. The mesh thins at certain points, creating passages where boundaries become permeable.
Light catches only at intersections, illuminating nodes of transition rather than states of being. The hand pressed against the chest marks a point of recognition—the moment we acknowledge our own liminality. We construct ourselves like these delicate frameworks, intricate networks of experience and potential.
The darkness surrounding these forms isn't emptiness but possibility—the necessary void from which transformation emerges. These figures stand at the edge where one reality bleeds into another, embodying that moment of suspension between what we are and what we might become. The gossamer lines trace not boundaries but thresholds.
