Limestone Spiral

Dust settles upon the miniature architectural model, an unearthed fossil rising from between the floorboards. Its logarithmic spirals trace orbits of concentricity that mirror an ammonite shell, echoing a rhythmic geometry lost to time. As light catches the copper edges of these tiny ruins, the distinction between the object and its maker dissolves into a single, repeating motion. The sketches on nearby paper seem to breathe in tandem with these structures, finding stillness in their shared pattern.