These sculptures explores the dynamic interplay between the human figure and architectural space, examining how presence, perception and spatial experience shape the way we relate; to ourselves, to others and to the environments we inhabit.

Each sculptural piece features a pair of figures caught in the midst of gesture; mid-step, mid-turn, mid-reach. These moments of action are not performative but intimate, capturing fleeting states of connection and disconnection. There is tension between motion and stillness, between physical proximity and emotional distance.

The figures are neither fully isolated nor entirely united. They occupy a threshold: individual yet interdependent, their postures suggesting both solitude and shared existence. Their gestures are drawn from somatic memory; the subtle language of lived experience etched into movement. These bodily expressions resonate with the space around them, suggesting an invisible choreography between body and environment.

Architecture does not serve as backdrop. It is an active participant. Planes, edges, and openings press against or recede from the figures, framing them, constraining them, offering support or resistance. The spatial elements shape the emotional tone of each interaction, creating zones of intimacy, estrangement, or fluid transition.

Through this relational tension, the work asks viewers to reconsider what it means to be present. Not just to stand in space, but to feel it; to be in exchange with it. Connection, here, is not a fixed state but a shifting negotiation between physical form, architectural boundary and emotional resonance.

Two figures. Not touching. Not turning away.
Caught in something. In between something.
Not still. Not moving. Not separate. Not fused.

Each pair is a question. Each pose is a fragment.
Each gesture comes from somewhere else. Memory, habit, feeling.
A shift in weight. A twist in the torso. An opening. A closing.
You’ve done it before. You just forgot.

The space doesn’t wait. It pushes back.
It frames. It resists. It holds.
The walls are not passive.
The ground is not neutral.

You don’t place a figure in space.
You test it there. You feel what gives.
Figure and space press on each other until something gives.

It’s about presence, but not just being there.
It’s about tension.
About the air between two people.

About what doesn't happen, but might.

Intimacy isn’t soft. It’s structural.
It’s posture. It’s pressure.
It’s where the body stops and the world begins.

These are not scenes.
Not stories. Not symbols.
Just bodies trying to be with other bodies.

Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn’t.
But the attempt is the sculpture.

The connection isn’t visible.
It’s felt. It’s what holds the pieces up.
What holds us up.

Embodied Connections