

A solitary bronze head rises from the husk of a leaf, as if the human spirit has learned to inhabit natureβs last remaining membrane. The corroded patina and deliberate perforations turn the form into a weathered relicβlight passing through its wounds suggests endurance rather than decay, a body made porous to time. Composed like a quiet icon on its pedestal, the work balances fragility and authority, proposing metamorphosis as both protection and sacrifice. In this fusion of figure and foliage, identity becomes a seasonal thing: held together by veins, threatened by erosion, yet unmistakably upright.







