18" H x 9"w x 10"D
Resin, Flowers, Wood
In the Space We Become
A head suspended between matter and memory.
Transparent, yet carrying traces of color, as if emotion itself has taken form and settled beneath the skin.
Transparent, yet carrying traces of color, as if emotion itself has taken form and settled beneath the skin.
This sculpture explores the space between who we were and who we are still becoming.
The translucent surface suggests vulnerability, permeability, the quiet courage of being seen.
Pigments drift through the face like lived experiences — joy, rupture, tenderness, growth — never fully blending, never fully separate.
Resting on raw wood, the organic base anchors the ethereal form. Earth and spirit. Density and light. The body remembers the ground even as the self reaches toward transformation.
We are not the shape we keep.
We are the light moving through it.
We are the light moving through it.
2026