

Rising from a warm wooden plinth, the pale stone form reads like a folded wing or a hushed flameβits planes slipping past one another in a quiet choreography of restraint and release. The sculptor allows light to travel along softened ridges and milky veining, so that solidity feels momentarily breathable, as if the object is caught mid-transformation. Set against the dark ground, the piece becomes a small monument to ascent: an abstracted gesture of shelter and striving, where weight is reconciled with lift.







