Lady

This sculpted torso reads like a body caught between erosion and adornment: fissured planes and punctured surfaces open the figure to air, as if identity itself were weathered into lace. A dense bloom of coin-like, metallic disks gathers at the abdomen, turning the vulnerable core into a radiant reliquary—both armor and offering—where light flickers as a kind of breathing. The calm, closed-eyed visage counters the violence of the perforations, suggesting an inward serenity that persists while the exterior is negotiated by time, burden, and transformation. In its copper-bronze skin and fungal-like protrusions, the work stages a quiet mythology of regeneration—beauty accruing where we are most breakable.