A grid of worn shoe soles becomes an archive of passage, each imprint treated like a small reliquary where absence is rendered as image. The restrained palette—deep indigo against raw, sanded wood—sets up a quiet tension between nightlike voids and exposed grain, turning negative space into a kind of breath that separates one life-story from the next. Repetition provides the discipline of cataloging, yet the varied figurative etchings resist uniformity, suggesting that every journey leaves both a trace and an erasure. In this way the work reads as a collective portrait: the body gone, the path remaining, memory pressed into a surface meant for wear.