



A dense field of graphite-like marks spreads across the surface like a weathered archive, its murmuring texture interrupted by a pale horizontal seam that reads as both a cut and a breathβan insistence on distance within continuity. Along the right edge, translucent slips of handwritten notes and a blunt column of Xs and Os puncture the monochrome with blush and paper-whiteness, turning the work into a ledger of presence and erasure where intimacy becomes data. The composition oscillates between the tactile and the systematic: soft accumulations of mark-making suggest memoryβs sediment, while the repeated symbols impose an austere counting of what can be recorded, and what must remain illegible.







