



This monochrome textile assemblage stages a quiet drama between concealment and revelation: layered planes of charcoal cloth fracture into angular shadows, while a single pale incision reads like a held breath of light. Dashed stitch-lines drift across the surface as itineraries of memory—half map, half scar—suggesting movement through spaces that cannot be fully inhabited. The striped lower register anchors the composition like a measured ground, yet the frayed edges and overlapping transparencies insist on impermanence, as if the work is perpetually in the act of becoming and unmaking itself.







