The Cave. It’s the studio and the mind. It’s where the draft lives.
The Puppets. We animate them, then cut their strings.
The Glass Vase / Cage. Transparent prisons—beautiful, but limiting. We crack them, not to destroy beauty, but to let it breathe.
Pixelation. The becoming. You can see the build, not just the finish.
The Sun Strings. Light as gravity—pulling us forward and out.
Fynbos and Table Mountain. Grounding in South Africa—texture, smell, weather.