Evaded dream

When I was younger, I wanted to be an astronaut. I treated that memory like something rediscovered rather than forgotten. I cut and hollowed a foam sphere, wired a small light source inside, then sealed it again. I carved craters into the surface, covered it with air-dry clay, and layered acrylics using a sponge to give it a scorched, timeworn look. The crystals symbolize fragments of imagination that never fully disappear. Even when dreams fade or change form, a part of their light remains beneath the surface. They grow from the craters like memories turned physical, proof that what once inspired us can still shape who we become. In the center, I placed a small spacecraft as if it had just landed on this weathered planet. It represents rediscovering my past dream, not as something lost, but as something transformed. The muted colors and rough textures make it feel like both a relic and a rediscovery.