The Amorphic Season X

Seen through the amorphic glass, the familiar becomes mythical. The lake no longer reflects; it remembers. Vegetation becomes a chorus, and the light conducts them into harmony. The distortion softens, the world slows, and in that slowness lies revelation. “To see the world in a grain of sand,” wrote William Blake, “and eternity in an hour.” This image offers exactly that—eternity refracted through glass.