Vessel
Everything pours through us.
What remains is who we become.
We are not empty containers.
We are vessels — active ones. Music pours through. Family shapes the walls. Joy and grief leave deposits. Over time, the interior becomes layered, textured, complex. Some of what we carry is rough and hidden. Some of it has been refined into something deliberate. Some of it only reveals itself when the light comes on.
Vessel is the first piece in the What Remains series — work that asks what actually stays after everything passes through. Not what we remember, but what we become because of it.
What you see depends on where you're standing.
Seven feet of craft sticks, thousands placed by hand. The inner column is raw — glue marks visible, imperfect joints, the evidence of becoming. The outer layers grow more refined. The resin panels in the base hold what was cut away — shavings, fragments, remnants — suspended and illuminated from within.
And when the light is off, it's just structure. When the light is on, it's everything.
From a pile of craft sticks and an idea.
Each ring bent, clamped, and dried. Each panel poured, waited on, released. Slow work. Intentional work. Months of it — spread across a living room floor that became a studio.
Everything begins as raw material.
Sticks soaked, bent, held until they remember the curve.
The studio was wherever there was floor space.
Before the light, just the structure. That's enough on its own.
Every joint placed by hand. No machines. No shortcuts.Bring a piece of Vessel home.
High-resolution archival prints and framed photographs from the Vessel series. Each image was selected because it can stand entirely on its own — the play of light through resin, the geometry of the structure, the warmth of the finished piece in a room.
If the full piece isn't yours to own, the light can still be.
Available in multiple sizes. Framed and unframed options.
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This is only the beginning.
Vessel is the first work in an ongoing series exploring how people, music, memory, and time leave their mark on who we are. Not what we remember — what we become. Future works are in development.