Mark 04

The Mark series has always been simple.
A logo. A trace. A quiet sign left behind by a noisy place.
It was never meant to explain anything. Sometimes a mark exists because there are thoughts we cannot organise, feelings we cannot name, and noise that refuses to become a complete sentence.
But this time, the mark started speaking.
Not because it had found an answer, but because something personal needed somewhere to exist outside of me.
Mark 04 is still just a mark.
Only now, it carries a little more of the place it came from.