

A lone green folding chair hovers in a field of ornamental geometry, its utilitarian presence made strangely luminous against the disciplined cadence of the patterned ground. The raking light sharpens edges into conviction, while the chairβs shadow unfurls like a separate actorβan ink-dark counterpart that hints at absence, memory, and the weight of an unseen occupant. By suspending a common object between flat design and convincing depth, the work turns domestic simplicity into a quiet meditation on how spaces hold people even after they leave.