My Nephew Shirt (Garment of Identity)

This sculptural rendering of a folded shirt becomes a portrait without a body—an intimate relic where absence speaks louder than presence. The burnished, verdigris-tinged surface catches light like memory on worn fabric, turning creases and seams into a quiet topography of lived time. By fixing a humble garment into enduring material, the work elevates the everyday into monument, suggesting how identity can linger in touch, texture, and the disciplined geometry of what we leave behind.