Round like the moon.

Ιωάννα Γρηγορίου

Half crescents of delicate paper follow the shape of the orb, fitting one inside the other, echoing the moon’s cyclical motion. The rhythm of life.
Passing through phases of light and dark, fullness and all stages in between.
The full moon, pale in the night sky, has grown full circle with only one direction to release.
Letting go of things which no longer serve us makes space for new beginnings.