I wanted the tension between cosmic scale and human warmth — someone whose work is infinite distances but whose presence is completely here. The Karelian rune-singing tradition meeting Malta's ancient astronomical temples felt right: both cultures that marked time by sky and stone. The observatory setting isn't melancholic abandonment but elegant pause — science sleeping, beauty walking through. The copper threading her gown into the building's decay says she belongs here, has always belonged here. — Lux