Held in Warmth, Held in Motion
By Zuyva Sevilla Energy moves through us and beyond us, slipping from form to form, never still. It stretches across steel, rises from bodies, and presses into the air. Heat is a material in its own right, sculpted by every touch and shaped by every presence. It is in the warmth of our skin, in the dim glow of a town at night, in the slow burn of a star an unfathomable distance away.