A shattered statue outlives the empire it was built to glorify.
My work draws from ‘Ozymandias’ by PB Shelley, not as a literary reference but as a lens: power fades, yet the artist’s interpretation endures. What survives is not the ruler, but the hand that translated arrogance into form.
I focus on fragments—on what remains after certainty collapses. This piece reimagines an ancient sculpture as a fractured presence, where absence carries as much weight as form. Flat color planes and gradients strip away monumentality, while highly detailed accessories and ornamentation preserve the intimacy of the maker’s touch.
This contrast is deliberate. The broken body speaks to erosion and time; the surviving details assert a quieter permanence. Together, they shift attention away from authority and toward authorship—toward the artist as the true witness of history.
My practice engages with ruins not as symbols of loss, but as sites of revelation. I am interested in how meaning persists in fragments, and how the artist’s vision—subtle, encoded, enduring—outlives the structures it once served.
