Inert Weight

Unglazed terracotta shards slide across the slate floor with a jittery, uneven grit. As hands attempt to stack the cool ceramic pieces, each fragment resists alignment, caught in a stuttering drift that refuses vertical order. The grinding sound of basalt against coarse sand fills the air, pulling every individual etching toward a singular, heavy heap. In this slow descent, the boundaries between separate shapes dissolve into one inevitable mass.