Unanchored

We live in an age built for replacement — where cathedrals once rose to outlast their makers, today's world is designed to be discarded before it is truly seen. Nothing feels meant to stay. In that impermanence, something quietly unsettling has taken root. Modern life keeps us in a permanent state of becoming and unbecoming. Social media collapses creation and obsolescence into almost the same moment. We consume faster than we can feel. And yet something resists. Beneath the speed, a stubborn human need remains — to be witnessed, to leave a mark that outlasts the moment. Unanchored lives in that tension.