

Suspended within a generous field of white, the form reads like a botanical relic mid-metamorphosis—part petal, part weathered skin—its fragile contours held together by wiry, searching lines. Blush pinks and muted ochres seep through the graphite scaffolding, suggesting tenderness under abrasion, as if memory is staining the body of the subject from within. The composition’s vertical drift turns the fragment into a quiet ascent, where decay and bloom coexist in the same breath, inviting contemplation of how beauty persists through erosion rather than despite it.







