

In this sculptural still life, petal-like crescents crown a stoic cuboid, as if tenderness has been coaxed to inhabit an architecture of certainty. The warm coral material reads simultaneously as flesh and stoneβits rounded, fingertip forms and arcing column suggesting touch, protection, and the quiet insistence of the body within a cool, abstract order. Negative space becomes a kind of breath between objects, allowing the composition to oscillate between ritual arrangement and intimate gesture, where growth appears not as a flourish but as a measured emergence from restraint.







