I drew upon writings from The Years by Virginia Woolf to create the text for Uncertain. Together, these fragments seem to describe that moment at dusk when lamps are being lit, and there is an uncertainty in the air, with the constant possibility of rain. The words also capture, for me, an atmosphere, a feeling of in-between-ness; how it can be neither day nor night, neither clear nor raining, and how one can be surrounded by others and yet apart – a quiet solitude.