Perfect beauty often feels distant, wrapped in a stillness that pushes us away.
Yet in what is broken and fading lies a deeper truth.
Imperfect lines, worn textures, and fragile forms carry the marks of time,
quietly transforming while preserving their essence.
It is this imperfection that invites us closer — opening space for imagination, memory, and the passage of time.
Beauty does not remain still; it shifts and flows. Within that change, fleeting moments touch eternity.
