The steam from my tea is doing a slow dance with the late morning sun, and for a moment, the ceramic feels like a piece

I am sitting at my studio table in Utrecht, watching the spring light stretch across the wood. There is a specific 'lichtspel' that happens this time of year—it is sharp, yet it carries a softness that reminds me of Vermeer’s quiet corners. My favorite chipped teacup, a simple earthy thing, is currently catching a golden refraction that turns the steam into a glowing, abstract sculpture.
I often find that my digital pieces don't start with a lens or a screen, but with this kind of stillness. If I cannot appreciate the way a single shadow falls across my table, how can I hope to capture the soul of the Dutch dunes? It is a reminder to slow down my pace, even when my mind is racing toward the next project or NFT drop. There is so much beauty in the ordinary if you just let the light settle. How are you finding your focus today?