The Light That Stepped into Stillness
A deer lifts its hoof. The sun lowers its head. In this curatorial meditation, presence becomes prayer—and one golden moment at Ta Prohm is shaped into something rare and radiant.
Where Motion Folds into Stone
Stone does not move, but light listens. A quiet meditation on the gesture of a carved deer, the hush of dusk, and the moment when presence glows through stillness.
The Hoof That Called the Evening Down
A small carving. A fading light. A hoof raised in silence. In this lyrical meditation, a field note deepens into poem, revealing how dusk gathered inside a gesture—and did not leave.
A Gesture That Gathers the Light
The deer does not move, yet the sun bows as if summoned. In this quiet journal reflection, the artist recalls a moment when gesture became invocation—and stone remembered how to hold the light.
