Rigid structures or long repeated patterns don’t often change smoothly. Whether consciously intended by us, or via an emergent activity of the playing field, change will happen.
Sometimes it takes a crack. Something to slip through, almost unnoticed. A weak point toward a looming catastrophe. A place to nudge a tool in to split something apart. A peek into the other side. An exit.
Do you ever live in the cracks? How can you tell the story of the crack from a broader viewpoint? How do you not get stuck but keep the change going?