It’s always there. But sometimes, it breaks through in ways that stop you in your tracks. A reflection in a puddle. A beam cutting through a dusty room. Colours spilling from a stained-glass window, turning a stone wall into something alive.

Light moves. It bends. It refuses to be contained. It takes what’s fixed, what’s heavy, what’s been there forever—and shifts the way we see it.

That’s the thing. Light doesn’t just illuminate. It disrupts. It transforms. It changes the way we see everything.

Maybe that’s the invitation.

Not just to look, but to see. To let light change our perception. To notice what was always there, waiting to be revealed.

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