The inspiration for this work was winter as a striking manifestation of nature’s piercing slowness. It is a season of suspended movement, where time itself seems to hesitate.
An external calm unfolds, one that neither demands nor expects anything in return. There is no urgency, no insistence. Only a quiet space that invites presence — a stillness that offers room for reflection. In this vast deceleration, nothing resists. The living world submits to the slowed rhythm, adapting without struggle. Breathing continues, but softly; life endures, but at a gentler pace. Even the smallest movements become deliberate, as though each moment asks to be noticed.
It is within this delicate stillness that I feel the need to be honest with myself — to pause, observe, and simply exist alongside it. The state of nature mirrors my own, and in that reflection, I find clarity. Through attentive presence, I witness both the world’s quiet endurance and my own.