Minerva #20

The grid holds together, but only just. The lines bend and drift, keeping the symmetry visible while quietly undermining it. It should be a pattern, but not quite — the order is there in outline, yet every cell seems to have its own idea of how far to lean. The result feels balanced and unsettled at the same time, a structure remembering what it means to be a pattern while testing how much distortion it can absorb.