The walls of his laboratory became the contours of an inner cave. He recorded everything in a notebook, dictating in a low voice: disjointed thoughts, fragments of sentences, half-erased formulas. Gradually, he came to understand that sight is not the only path to knowledge. What the image had concealed, the shadow began to reveal. In absence, another form of clarity emerged.
The walls of his laboratory became the contours of an inner cave. He recorded everything in a notebook, dictating in a low voice: disjointed thoughts, fragments of sentences, half-erased formulas. Gradually, he came to understand that sight is not the only path to knowledge. What the image had concealed, the shadow began to reveal. In absence, another form of clarity emerged.