Emptiness as a living state — a subtle vibration between “no longer” and “not yet.”
A transitional zone where the boundaries of time and meaning dissolve, and the material slowly fades into silence. The dissolution of objects, people, lives, history, information. The mute presence of things. A vanishing point. An otherworldly void. Or perhaps it is a world that screams in silence — a world of untold and forgotten lives and stories?