

A weathered vehicle facade becomes an unlikely altar for a cascade of woven baskets, their circular mouths reading like clustered blooms or quiet lanterns pressed against industrial skin. The palette of dusted ochres and bruised browns softens the hard geometry of vents and panels, letting light settle into the wicker’s intricate spirals and turn utility into memory. Compositionally, the mass of baskets tilts the scene into a gentle imbalance—suggesting migration, labor, and the fragile human impulse to carry home wherever machinery pauses. In this collision of handcraft and metal, the work speaks of resilience: tenderness bound to endurance, and tradition hitching itself to modern passage.







