Suspended against a velvety black void, a small constellation of faceted pyramids seems to drift in slow, deliberate silence, their sharp planes catching pale marbled light like fragments of an interrupted monument. The surrounding field of ornamental scrollwork reads as a memory of décor—civilized, repetitive, almost domestic—pressing in around the darkness, as if pattern and order are attempting to frame the unknowable. Through the tension of crisp geometry and softened, weathered surfaces, the work stages a quiet meditation on distance and belonging: objects that feel at once architectural and celestial, hovering between constructed certainty and dissolving time.