Untitled 2 (Life Cycle)

A chain of dark, seed-like forms drifts across the immaculate oval plane, as if a quiet organism has paused mid-migration on a surface that both holds and refuses to hold it. The reflective ground doubles the sculpture into a soft halo of shadows and echoes, turning weight into apparition and making the eye oscillate between material presence and mirrored absence. Subtle scorches and bruised patinas lend the elements a weathered intimacy—suggesting growth, injury, and repair—while the clustered rhythm reads like a suspended narrative of connection: bodies touching, separating, and finding equilibrium in the glare of pristine space.