In this series, ethereal trails of smoke dance across the sky, tracing fleeting patterns that seem to dissolve into the very air from which they are born. These wisps, remnants of an aircraft’s passage, carve delicate arcs and spirals that evoke both movement and stillness as if capturing a moment of transition between the tangible and the intangible. Like whispers etched upon the canvas of the sky, the smoke curls into circular forms, only to vanish moments later, leaving behind the quiet echo of their presence.