Suspended in a hushed field of white, three arboreal forms hover at the horizon line, their dark canopies weighed down by elongated, root-like shadows that read as both reflections and quiet burdens. Below, a solitary fish glides through a grid of faint marks like an encoded current, turning the blank page into a contemplative habitat where air, water, and memory bleed into one another. The restrained monochrome and delicate hatching create a slow pulse between density and emptiness, suggesting a meditation on what is submerged—how life persists in the spaces we scarcely name.