Procession of Light – What Looks Like Fire, Isn’t

At first glance, it looks like flame — a row of quiet fires rising from the void. But the truth is quieter than that.

Procession of Light began as a photograph of a plant.

Not burning. Not in motion. Just... standing still. Caught in a moment where the light did something strange. Something tender. The camera saw it. I saw it. And something inside me knew it wasn’t about the plant anymore.

I digitally reshaped the image — not to fabricate, but to reveal. To let it become what it felt like instead of what it was. What emerged was this: a glowing series of forms, marching slowly through darkness. Not flowers, not flames, but something between the two. Like memory given shape, like a ritual you forgot you knew.

I return often to themes of disappearance, transformation, and perception. This piece holds all three. It’s soft and haunting, and it carries that quiet contradiction I’m always chasing — being there and not. Being real, but not quite.

Procession of Light invites stillness. It’s a pause. A slow breath. A visual meditation for those drawn to mystery and restraint.