
A light sculpture that uses delicate paper as a vessel for shifting color gradients — the color moving so slowly that most viewers don't catch the transitions happening. A minute later the room is a different temperature of light, and it's hard to name when it changed.
The material choices are deliberately quiet: acrylic, paper, LEDs. The paper softens the light so the color doesn't arrive as a signal but as a condition; the acrylic holds the form without competing with it. The effect is less sculptural object and more atmospheric instrument.
Spending time with the piece is the whole point. The color cycle is long enough that any viewer who actually stops — who sits, who breathes through one cycle — encounters time the way clouds do: slowly, in hue, without numbers. A quiet reminder that duration is something you can attend to, not just measure.