Childhood

In this quiet shoreline reverie, a translucent blue child crouches like a tide-made apparition, his body patterned with drifting birds and sea-light as if memory itself has taken human form. The warm, granular sand and the small altar of shells and starfish create a tender geometry of offering, turning play into ritual and collecting into contemplation. Paper boats hover across the horizon like fragile hopes, their weightless repetition softening the distance between ocean and sky, between what is gathered and what must be released. The work meditates on innocence as an act of attention—where the smallest found object becomes a compass for belonging and loss.