Entropia
On a pristine white surface, scattered orange dots trace erratic, broken lines—silent echoes of a disintegrating order. These trails, inspired by Brownian motion, are not merely scientific references but metaphors for existence itself: unpredictable, nonlinear, and beautifully uncertain.
Entropy explores the inevitability of transformation. Each point signifies an origin, a moment of inception. Each path speaks of possibility—realized or lost. The composition resists symmetry, embracing the raw elegance of disorder. In that disorder lies truth.
Orange, a hue of transition and flux, pulses vividly against the stillness of white—a spark of consciousness in an otherwise indifferent void. No trajectory repeats. Nothing returns precisely as it was. This is entropy: not destruction, but a relentless progression toward complexity, dissolution, and, ultimately, silence.