042 — Smoke

What escapes from what burns?

After Ember — the glow beneath the surface — now: what rises. Particles trace upward from hot sources, cooling as they climb, their paths crossing and tangling into webs of fading warmth. No particle knows the shape it’s making. The pattern is an afterimage of departure.

Three seeds, three arrangements of ember and escape. The trails look like long-exposure photographs — time made visible in a single frame.