An Alphabet of Encounters — Day 276

I tried something different with An Alphabet of Encounters, exploring how far black lines on white could carry a composition. A curve briefly suggests a profile, then meets a sharp angle and becomes part of another shape. Thick contours, small ovals, and scattered dashes seem to exchange signals across the image. I like how a single line can belong to several forms at once, making each encounter change what I see. The result feels like a conversation taking shape before its participants have found their words.