Every fold contains its echo, and within the repetition lies something new. 
Order and chaos intertwine: a living pulse, shifting, never still.

Each reflection alters the last; repeating structure untill it formes to pattern.

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Overcoming and transcending the physical mondane world; speaking of motion, reflection, multiplicity.

A portal to where the physical dissolves into expression of the spirit.

repetition becomes a rhythm of becoming.
a meditation on perception itself.

These images rise from the world, yet transcend it

—crossing from the concrete into the abstract, from structure into thought

where matter becomes mind and seeing becomes reflection.

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