Carved Symmetry
Rough grit scrapes against the palm while attempting to wipe silt from a hollowed ceramic shell. Beneath the layers of red dust, the doll's features vanish into identical ridges of bone and skin etched directly into your own thumb. Each excavated object appears less like an artifact and more like a splintering extension of your own anatomy. In this tactile collision, the boundary between the hand that touches and the clay being touched finally dissolves into a single, seamless shape.