Rhythm (Elephant Dreams)

This sculptural tableau turns a fallen limb into a living architecture: a vaulted canopy where tiny figures traverse, pause, and play, as if testing the boundary between shelter and exposure. The patinated greens and earth-dark browns read like time made visible—oxidation as memory—while the sweeping arc of the trunk directs the eye through a sequence of apertures that feel both womb-like and ruinous. By miniaturizing the human presence against the monumental bark, the work suggests our fragile intimacy with nature: we inhabit it, reshape it, and are quietly measured by its endurance. The scattered coin-like textures underfoot become a carpet of accumulation—growth, debris, and history—turning the ground into a ledger of what remains after passage.