"And it all begins with light, blinded by its own brilliance. Unable to see, it stretches its hands toward the world without direction, chasing darkness. Striking a surface, it scatters into dusty particles, wrapping itself around the darkness concealed behind what it touches, and thus a shadow is born. The brighter the light, the deeper the shadow. Its perpetual pursuit of darkness appears in the blurred edge surrounding the shadow—the trace of its longing to make contact. The closer they come, the blurrier it gets. The light knows exactly that ‘almost’ is the farthest distance from its destination. Caressing every corner of the universe except the one thing it desires, the light eventually reaches the eyes. And in that instant, sight collapses into blackness—a sudden eternal aphoticness." (Curatorial text by Suphon Niamkamnoet)