

This work reads like an archaeological cross‑section of a vessel or dwelling, where layered timbers and tightly repeated forms become a quiet architecture of memory. Warm, earthen browns and the insistence of horizontal bands compress space into a sealed chamber, suggesting both protection and confinement as the eye moves along its measured rhythm. The light appears to skim the surface rather than penetrate it, emphasizing scar-like grain and wear—time made tactile—so the piece becomes less an object than a meditation on what is stored, hidden, and carried forward.







