

This sculptural form reads like a weathered relicβits burnished, earthen surface holding the memory of pressure, heat, and time. The asymmetrical ring frames a pocket of negative space that becomes the workβs quiet center, a pause that animates the surrounding mass and turns weight into a kind of hovering balance. Light skims the rough skin in small flashes, suggesting erosion and survival, as if the object were both found and forged, poised between natureβs accident and a deliberate act of becoming.







