FADE

Fade captures a form caught in the act of vanishing. It is both sculpture and residue of time — the metal surface brushed by light, its cooled breath lingering in air. The figure seems to walk through the wind, yet is slowly consumed by it; its outline wavers between flicker and collapse, like an unfinished memory echoing at the edge of forgetting. Fade is not about an ending, but about how presence becomes visible through disappearance. As matter thins under the erosion of time, light and shadow begin to exchange places — and in that brief stillness, vanishing itself becomes a gentle revelation.