

This triptych of cut, slate-toned fields reads like an archaeology of language—three panels where sign and structure are continuously broken down, reassembled, and withheld. The negative space becomes the true protagonist, letting light slip through as if meaning were something sensed in absences rather than declared, while the central panel’s radial burst suggests a brief, volatile moment of coherence. Together the works stage a quiet drama between order and erasure, evoking systems—text, maps, circuitry—that promise clarity yet dissolve into fragmented memory and coded silence.







