Emerging into soft focus, fading borders that are hard to grasp, hard to truly know. Faint threads weave in and out – an umbilical cord that connects or fractures. Quiet clashes that can be tender and fraught. Tethering, digging in but equally aloof. Fragility and stability in equal measure. Like a nest.

A totem – isolated, obscure, ambiguous. A hollow, concealed space into unknowable shadows, or pathways out for flight, light and energy currents. Like a dovecote.