This work is inspired by the moment just before leaving the cave.
After the safety of darkness, the first morning arrives—not without hesitation, not without weight.

The cave holds warmth and protection,
but the world outside calls for movement, for gathering, for risk.
Alongside that tension lives another feeling:
a quiet excitement for what the day might bring.

Forms here do not collapse or collide.
They disperse gently, each fragment floating on its own terms—
some carrying traces of light, others returning softly to the ground from which they emerged.

What appears scattered is not broken.
It is a state of becoming.
A first dawn, where distance feels breathable,
and the beginning of the day holds both uncertainty and wonder.