Surface is a fiction, physicality another.
Time begins to flow and incidents started to occur. A billion years ago they ate some light, dreamed of a pale blue dot. They born and die, how strange! Blue turn red, how do they do it? Should become? Light years passed still they aren’t determined. Still they are being, and will be.
Photographs & Text: Debashish Chakrabarty | Website: debashishchakrabarty.portfoliobox.me