Effigy & Kestrel
Effigy Effigy
Kestrel Kestrel
Effigy Effigy
Do you ever map the silent spaces between the trees, the way the wind whispers where no footfall can reach? I’ve been sketching a map of those gaps, turning them into a landscape of feelings—each ridge a memory, each shadow a secret. How do you chart the invisible paths you chase?
Kestrel Kestrel
I map the silent spaces by listening for the wind’s breath, noting the slight shift in bark and scent, then I mark the exact spot where the air passes through, recording it in my ledger with no fluff, just the route the wind takes.