The leaf is already changing while still holding its shape.
Green and brown meet without a clear boundary.
Nothing dramatic happens, yet the shift is visible.
It was not arranged or prepared.
The leaf rested there, folded by its own weight and dryness.
A surface meeting another surface.
What draws attention is not decay, but transition.
The moment where something is no longer what it was,
and not yet something else.
What stays visible
- Color changing unevenly
- Edges curling with time and exposure
- A form shaped by weather rather than intention
- Stillness that contains movement
What we notice does not need to explain itself.
Sometimes it is enough to register what is there
