In the space where seeing and remaining no longer agree, a form stands that belongs to neither side. Light passes through it without revealing anything; it only makes the weight of what was never meant to be seen heavier. The curves turn inward, not to protect, but to keep a loop that refuses to close. What falls from it is not liquid. It is the slow separation of duration from shape, of witness from substance. What remains is neither body nor gaze. Only the distance between knowing and coming apart. Created in Blender 3D. Soltan