A white, textured sculpture resembling a cupped hand sits against a pale background. The form is organic and rounded, with deep wrinkles and folds suggesting skin or fabric. An open cavity within the “hand” creates an empty space, hinting at something being held or contained.

Still Points

Minute details emerge when projection lessens—not flaws in the porcelain, but deliberate textures akin to landscapes pressed into its form. Imposing future value initially masked these qualities, their importance only visible without expectation. Each curve resonates with crafting *and* deeper histories: geological time and human intention interwoven within the object itself. This acceptance moves us from evaluating worth to simply encountering being, dissolving rigid categorization, and suggesting that our understanding of an object’s integrity is always provisional.

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