Cloud, Unstitched
From the series: Nothing remains unchanged, yet nothing completely disappears.
At the edge of breaking apart.
A cloud begins to dissolve. Unlike its stitched counterpart, its fragments remain suspended between separation and becoming. Thin metal wires pass through some of the broken pieces, suggesting an attempt to reconnect what has been divided without restoring its original form. The fragments no longer fit together, yet they continue to belong to the same whole.
Clouds are one of my recurring motifs. Constantly changing, they remind us that continuity does not require permanence. Here, the fractured cloud becomes a metaphor for memories, dreams and identities shaped by time. Some fractures cannot be repaired; they become part of what we are.
Made from reclaimed glass, cut, pigmented and kiln-formed, and reclaimed steel wire. The sculpture appears white and opaque from the front, while warm amber tones emerge on the reverse side. These hidden layers suggest that what we see is never the whole story. Like memory itself, the work reveals that change does not erase the past; it allows it to remain present in another form.
