

A constellation of glass-topped pedestals stages a quiet theater of strategy, where the familiar chessboard grid is fragmented into separate planes, turning a single game into a dispersed meditation on choice and consequence. The cool translucence of the surfaces catches light like suspended thought, while the warm, turned-wood bases anchor the composition in craft and bodily presence. By refusing one unified field, the work suggests that order is never totalβonly negotiated across overlapping perspectives, each square an invitation to step, pause, and reconsider the next move.







