safe space

A shape imprisoned by its source.

Star nor free.

Excited through the sun, redeemed through the night.

Slowly he transforms. Shrinking from its emergence, until at a certain moment, non-existent.

Defined by the position and the intensity of the sun, he provides shelter in the land dominated by his creator.

He becomes a space. A space where the sun can’t reach and therefore becomes bearable.

A space that’s ever changing.

Later on the day he will not existent any longer.

He will be redeeming again tomorrow.