

Carved from a single mass, this sculptural form reads like an everyday implement caught mid-metamorphosis—its utilitarian silhouette softened, then undone, by a slow cascade of “melted” wood that turns gravity into a visible narrative. The honeyed browns and smoky scorches animate the grain like weathered skin, suggesting time’s burnishing touch and the quiet violence of erosion. Suspended between function and surrender, the piece becomes a meditation on impermanence: the domestic object as relic, sagging into memory even as its polished top still clings to order.







