It has always seemed possible to me that life arrived here in fragments, carried rather than formed in one place. In this work, plant-like and figurative elements are tangled into a dark field that suggests outer space, suspended mid-journey. Organic forms drift alongside debris, colliding, separating, and loosely holding together. The image occupies a moment before arrival, where movement is evident but outcomes remain uncertain. There is no clear origin or destination, only the quiet persistence of life in transit, still capable of assembling itself and, eventually, taking root.
