creatures as standing waves

I'm not sure it is possible to collect all the parts of anything. There are always pieces that will lay at different layers; at different scales. Smaller or bigger. Floating around a scene like electrons orbiting a nucleus -- far off in the distance but important to the global composition. In the moment of capturing and bounding our surroundings they cease to be what they were. They become an object made new: maybe angular or soft like the brush strokes that describe children's stories. The object is outside itself--projected/injected into a space that is not worse or better, but is undeniably different.