23″h x 35″w
Rayon embroidery thread, water soluble substrate
Before I ever called myself an artist, this fragile constellation of thread declared it for me.
I began it as an experiment—just color, shadow, and stitched air—but it became a passport. From one Philadelphia exhibition, it earned invitations to Seoul, Toronto, Kyiv, Tokyo… all before I had ever hung work on a wall in my own country. I watched in awe as a piece I nearly dismissed became the one that launched my career.
The work studies presence and absence: colors bleed into one another, voids mark what once was, and shadows appear only when light insists on joining the conversation. It asks what remains when parts are pulled away, and whether the missing sections are wounds… or possibilities.
This piece will never be sold. Some beginnings are not meant to be let go.
