

This sculptural block reads like a compressed topography of the industrial ageβan abstract βcityβ of clustered columns whose soot-dark surface turns repetition into a kind of chant. Light skims the knotted texture, catching glints on the ridges while the deep channels between forms become shadowed streets, suggesting both shelter and confinement. The workβs insistence on modular growth evokes systems that expand beyond individual control, where accumulation becomes weight, and structure becomes a quiet allegory for endurance under pressure.







