Composition No 324 (Ephemeral Traces)

Suspended like quiet pendulums, the three dark feathers read as both relics and instruments—delicate bodies tethered to a strict vertical grammar that turns air into a measured space. Against the stark white field, their soft, fraying edges dissolve into a mist of graphite-like texture, suggesting memory’s tendency to blur even as it remains stubbornly weighted. The slight variations in density and silhouette create a muted rhythm, as though the work is listening for breath, balancing heaviness and lift in a meditation on restraint, fragility, and the poetics of being held.