Santulan Mixed Media Abstract Sculpture

A taut geometry of charcoal blacks and pale wall-space stages a quiet drama of suspension: a dense wedge of clustered matter feels simultaneously geological and wounded, as if a fragment of earth has been cut loose and held in place by effort alone. The diagonal arm—part tool, part lever—extends the form into a precarious vector, while fine cords translate weight into line, turning gravity into an audible tension. The stark light casts a serrated shadow that doubles the object, suggesting that what is most present here is not mass but its consequence—pressure, strain, and the fragile choreography of balance. In the small hanging plumb at the edge, measurement becomes metaphor: a delicate insistence on order against the inevitability of fall.