


Interwoven .1
Medium: Watercolour and charcoal on paper.
Size: 11.5 × 16.7cm
Interwoven
Interwoven is not about mending or unifying—it is about connection through difference. In this series, thread becomes more than a material: it acts as a moving force that connects what is seemingly unrelated—gesture and image, surface and depth, inner emotion and outward form.
Rather than following a fixed path, the thread moves unpredictably across the canvas, bridging opposites—visible and invisible, calm and conflict. Connection here doesn’t mean harmony. Sometimes, resistance itself is a form of relationship.
No matter what form of existence we take, because we all live within the same universe, we remain fundamentally entangled—touched, shaped, or even disrupted by one another. In that entanglement lies the beauty of coexistence.
Medium: Watercolour and charcoal on paper.
Size: 11.5 × 16.7cm
Interwoven
Interwoven is not about mending or unifying—it is about connection through difference. In this series, thread becomes more than a material: it acts as a moving force that connects what is seemingly unrelated—gesture and image, surface and depth, inner emotion and outward form.
Rather than following a fixed path, the thread moves unpredictably across the canvas, bridging opposites—visible and invisible, calm and conflict. Connection here doesn’t mean harmony. Sometimes, resistance itself is a form of relationship.
No matter what form of existence we take, because we all live within the same universe, we remain fundamentally entangled—touched, shaped, or even disrupted by one another. In that entanglement lies the beauty of coexistence.
Medium: Watercolour and charcoal on paper.
Size: 11.5 × 16.7cm
Interwoven
Interwoven is not about mending or unifying—it is about connection through difference. In this series, thread becomes more than a material: it acts as a moving force that connects what is seemingly unrelated—gesture and image, surface and depth, inner emotion and outward form.
Rather than following a fixed path, the thread moves unpredictably across the canvas, bridging opposites—visible and invisible, calm and conflict. Connection here doesn’t mean harmony. Sometimes, resistance itself is a form of relationship.
No matter what form of existence we take, because we all live within the same universe, we remain fundamentally entangled—touched, shaped, or even disrupted by one another. In that entanglement lies the beauty of coexistence.