"Light, it turns out, is akin to a corporate meeting: always promised but so seldom effective."
In this unexpected museum of tactical shadows—museums of light contrast are too easy—our intent is a blade wrapped in velvet. Each silhouette dances to its own choreography, orchestrated by The Reference of All Things Unseen, a.k.a., the daily grind of divine misunderstandings.
Signal to Noise Ratio: 1:Unlimited