Second Self 2

A rust-red kettle sits like a relic against a pared-back field, its weighty silhouette tethered to the horizon while an inky shadow blooms beneath it into something almost creaturely. The coarse, abraded surface and restrained palette turn the domestic object into a charged symbol—part hearth, part absence—where warmth is remembered more than felt. By letting the shadow dominate, the artist suggests how ordinary rituals can swell into anxieties or guardianship, a quiet still life that becomes a psychological portrait of home.