

This whimsical etching/aquatint stages a quiet standoff between domestic ritual and urban accumulation: a precarious totem of cups and bowls rises like a fragile monument, facing a teetering pile of windowed blocks that mimics a city grown too quickly to remain stable. The muted, earthy palette and grainy tonal fields soften the scene into a memory-space, where scale becomes elastic and objects drift between still life and architecture. Balanced on a narrow pedestal against an open sky, the left-hand stack reads as care, repetition, and intimacy, while the right-hand βcityβ suggests density, pressure, and the seductive anxiety of modern livingβtwo architectures of everyday life, each one one breath away from collapse.







