Hidden In My Life 9 (The Three Faces)

Carved from a single, resonant mass of wood, this sculptural form reads like an instrument that has learned to speak—its hollowed body becoming both chamber and silence, while taut strings imply a music held just out of reach. The face, pressed into the curvature like an emerging memory, introduces a tender vulnerability that offsets the work’s architectural rigidity, turning structure into psyche. Light skims the scored surface and deep recesses, activating a slow rhythm between density and void, as if the piece is measuring the tension between identity and the frameworks that contain it.