Untitled 3 (Baby in a House Sculpture)

This sculptural form reads like a small, weathered shelter—part monolith, part vessel—its rough, pebbled skin punctuated by smooth, jewel-like insets that catch light as if memories have been embedded into clay. Within the central aperture, a childlike face appears not as portrait but as apparition, turning the void into a threshold between protection and exposure. The heavy geometry presses inward, yet the glazed blues and mossy greens soften the mass with a quiet tenderness, suggesting innocence held inside the architecture of experience. What emerges is a meditation on containment: how we build structures—material and emotional—to frame what is most fragile, and how that very framing makes the gaze unavoidable.