Contours of Us

In a world of stark contrasts—black and white, light and shadow—we move like lines across each other's boundaries. Our relationship isn’t always clean-cut or symmetrical. It's a gradient, shifting between clarity and confusion, soft and sharp, holding space for both harmony and dissonance.

The curves in the image speak of moments where we bend for each other, where we flow in rhythm—sometimes meeting, sometimes missing. The structured blocks are the certainty we crave, but it's the undefined, fluid shapes between them where we truly exist.

Like the interplay of forms here, we are neither entirely apart nor wholly one. We are the space in-between—the transition, the tension, the tender grayscale of becoming.