The Amorphic Season VI

What we call landscape is also emotion. The filter softens the horizon, turning sharp lines into sighs. The viewer drifts through layers of green and gold, through water that seems to think. The amorphous glass creates a world in motion, yet at rest. This is visual poetry—where every distortion is an act of tenderness. As Clarice Lispector wrote, “Everything in the world began with a yes.” Here, the world says yes to being seen differently.