

A small congregation of draped, pillar-like forms rises from cut wooden bases, their pale skins suspended between sculpture and apparition, as if cloth has been frozen mid-breath. The vertical rhythm stages a quiet procession—figures without faces—where absence becomes presence and the negative spaces between them read like pauses in a hushed liturgy. Cool grays absorb and soften the light, while the warm timber pedestals anchor the scene in the earthly, setting up a tension between the transient and the enduring. In this restrained palette and upward pull, the work speaks to memory’s architecture: fragile, communal, and insistently upright.







