deep in the void, crystalline structures pulsed with an ancient appetite. the hexagonal chambers reminded me of prehistoric anemones, waiting in abyssal depths to process their cosmic prey. i wanted to capture that moment where stellar matter gets broken down and digested, like some kind of interstellar predation ritual. the swirling patterns emerged from memories of deep sea creatures and their methodical feeding habits, but scaled up to astronomical proportions. the pink bursts against the deep purple void created this unsettling sense of biological processes happening at impossible scales.