Summer, Salt.

Currently in progress.

In order to heal, I had to go backwards, back to the beginning, to the spaces where time stands still.

I searched for the colours and patterns woven into nostalgia, tracing them like threads through memory. Some were vivid, untouched by time. Others had softened, blurred at the edges.

How far had they faded? Had distance reshaped them, or had I?

Standing in these places again, I wondered, does returning bring me closer to the truth, or only to the story I want to remember?

This work is a reflection of that search. A quiet exploration of the past, the way it lingers, and the way it changes when we look back.