Waiting for the day

Visual Experiments: Part 2 takes place in the hours before dawn — the kind of darkness that feels like its own world. A lone figure waits in the fog, suspended between night and morning, present yet isolated. It’s a moment many people know well: the sense of being stuck in a space where time doesn’t move and you’re left with only your thoughts.

In that quiet, the only connection comes through music. It carries traces of every soul that ever listened to it — people alive, people gone, people you’ll never meet but somehow feel. Here, that presence becomes visible as shifting neon lines that move through the dark. They’re small, but enough to make the waiting less heavy.

The piece is about that in-between state: when nothing changes, but something still holds you.