

This quintet of scorched timber panels turns the wood’s grain into a slow, legible current—rings and knots reading like memory made visible, where time is not narrated but sedimented. The repeated vertical format creates a measured rhythm, yet each board interrupts the sequence with its own darkened “eye,” a quiet focal point that feels both watchful and wounded. Burnt umbers and soot-black blooms behave like shadow caught beneath the surface, suggesting a dialogue between preservation and erasure, as if the material is testifying to what it has endured. In their austere spacing and tactile restraint, the panels become a meditation on elemental transformation—fire refining matter into a spare, solemn beauty.







