In Yet, On Earth, Nouha set off in an imagination he didn’t speak out aloud. Behind my lens I also imagined I was walking through his mind, pretending or at least hoping to see where he wandered off to. We’ve since not spoken about what his imaginations were or what I thought my journey revealed. This piece is a reflection of holding space for each other even when we’re not in the presence of complete vulnerability. It is a celebration of coexistence in the sense that even when we have the space to design our own consciousnesses, there’s still more space to indulge in our beautiful shared experience.