Silent, still, yet shifting all, A shadowed tower, smooth and tall. It does not move, it does not speak, Yet bends the minds of those who seek. A riddle carved in endless black, No past, no future, no way back. A watcher of the cosmic stage, Both prison cell and open cage. Figure out the rules of the game And play them to your benefit. The ones who listen, those who see, May shape their fate—or cease to be.

• Shot with a Fujifilm GFX100S + GF45-100mmF4 
• Light Setup: Snoots on the face of the mannequin & metal reflector on the sides
• Post prod: Capture One & Photoshop (solarization)
• Set: Black Paper Roll,