It’s not always only darkness in the shadows…
One side is ordered, precise. Lines are drawn, and they are neat, and straight. The colours remain within them.
On the other side, things are not quite as they seem. The lines are warped, they move as you move, following you like ripples as you wade through a stream.
Which side calls to you?
We followed the gentle curve of the road, seduced by the sound of the crickets, calling us to this gentle hill, where we watched the sun sink, echoed in glass and steel at the end of another warm summer day.