My Journey

This work unfolds like a visual ledger of modern life, stacking horizontal friezes of trains, platforms, and carried goods into a rhythmic chronicle of movement and waiting. The measured repetition of compartments and figures turns the commute into a quiet ritual, where individuals dissolve into a collective silhouette—anonymous yet bound by shared schedules and economic necessity. Muted greys and sepias are punctuated by assertive reds, using color as a pulse of industry and urgency amid the subdued monotony of routine. By pairing crowds with inventories—utensils, produce, fuel, and domestic objects—the piece hints at how identities are freighted by labor and consumption, making the railway not just a vehicle but a metaphor for social circulation and invisible hierarchies.