the space around, tossed beads
I draw the spaces between things—the quiet gestures of the world: how light bends, how shadows stretch, how stars blink in and out, how clouds drift across an infinite sky. My work meditates on randomness and order, the chaos of the cosmos and the tenderness of the earth. It finds beauty in the unspoken, the small, the scattered.
The process begins with tossing fragments—beads, seeds, debris—into the air. They fall where they may, forming their own constellation, a map of fleeting moments. From there, I build. I surround these chance marks with graphite, tracing the movement of light, the rhythm of clouds, and the delicate tension between chaos and harmony. In this way, I seek to capture the invisible patterns that shape our world, a silent dialogue between chance and intention.
I draw the spaces between things—the quiet gestures of the world: how light bends, how shadows stretch, how stars blink in and out, how clouds drift across an infinite sky. My work meditates on randomness and order, the chaos of the cosmos and the tenderness of the earth. It finds beauty in the unspoken, the small, the scattered.
The process begins with tossing fragments—beads, seeds, debris—into the air. They fall where they may, forming their own constellation, a map of fleeting moments. From there, I build. I surround these chance marks with graphite, tracing the movement of light, the rhythm of clouds, and the delicate tension between chaos and harmony. In this way, I seek to capture the invisible patterns that shape our world, a silent dialogue between chance and intention.
I draw the spaces between things—the quiet gestures of the world: how light bends, how shadows stretch, how stars blink in and out, how clouds drift across an infinite sky. My work meditates on randomness and order, the chaos of the cosmos and the tenderness of the earth. It finds beauty in the unspoken, the small, the scattered.
The process begins with tossing fragments—beads, seeds, debris—into the air. They fall where they may, forming their own constellation, a map of fleeting moments. From there, I build. I surround these chance marks with graphite, tracing the movement of light, the rhythm of clouds, and the delicate tension between chaos and harmony. In this way, I seek to capture the invisible patterns that shape our world, a silent dialogue between chance and intention.