Etched Stratum

Gritty limestone dust clings to a fingertip as it drags across the jagged gilt edges of a fossilized eye. This unblinking stare emerges from beneath layers of oxidized copper, demanding an immediate witness to its stony gaze. Each sedimented accretion suggests that what we call a self is merely the sum of these heavy contacts. The horse on the carousel continues its rotation, perpetually adding new textures to a form that never truly settles into stillness.