Since my father's death, I've been overwhelmed with the death as an object into the art process. However, every interpretation of it felt, to me, a little too quiet. There was no sence of intelect, or even interpretation of it, much less an interactive take with the viewer. This piece is the reflection of my feeling over a creature, abstract at the beginning, whom is so lost, that even his image is gone. With the light however, the true form os the object appears, making us wonder why her.