Bean Stolk 2

This vertically ascending wooden sculpture reads like a totemic chronicle, each stacked element—rings, blocks, and weathered protrusions—marking a pause in an otherwise unwavering climb. Its restrained palette of earthen reds and oxidized darks emphasizes age and touch, allowing abrasions and patina to function as memory rather than damage. The composition’s slender axis, framed by two enclosing uprights near the crown, suggests both protection and confinement, as if the work meditates on how tradition supports us while also narrowing our passage. In the stark white field, it becomes a solitary witness: a quiet monument to endurance, ritual, and the layered architecture of lived time.