

Two monumental card-forms lean toward one another like a suspended conversation, their precarious balance turning play into quiet ceremony. The cool, aqueous bluesβone pristine with a pale spade, the other veined like a cellular mapβset up a tension between innocence and complexity, surface and interior. Against the softened, dune-like ground, the work reads as a meditation on chance: how fragile structures of certainty are propped up by invisible networks, and how a single tilt can collapse the narratives we trust. Light seems to pass through the translucent plane as if memory itself were backlit, making the simplest iconography feel momentarily cosmic.