Prismatic Synthesis

Oil droplets catch the light atop stacked glass, refracting ghosts through a haze of fine particulate. Stroboscopic glints dance across these reconstructed features—the sharp gaze of an eye or the coarse grain of weathered skin—as they spread across the dark basalt floor. These suspended fragments align to form something more than their individual parts, emerging as a deliberate interference pattern against the gloom. In this quiet assembly, the scattered pieces finally find their shape.