Closed doors, open doors, passages from which the
light of a dawn emerges, torn from our nights.

The bridges to cross that unite our lonely shores are open walkways, allowing invigorating sources to flow. Arches connecting my soul to the world, the passages link...

One land to another, one house to another, one being to another, one heart to another. These nights experienced toward the rediscovered day inspire me with this rounded, embracing, comforting, and luminous form.