Erni and I had a conversation a few weeks ago about 'where the light goes' when a candle is extinguished. Here I see that the light is reflected forward although Erni may not agree.
Front, back, sides and end to end, Erni lights the night with this arrival. It is the box that excites me the most. It has a certain worn and warm appeal. Actually the box is kind of a metaphor for the candles inside. Thank you Erni.
haptic |ˈhaptik| in particular relating to the perception and manipulation of objects using the senses of touch and proprioception.