It is not a sculpture that seeks to impose itself, it does not seek the monumental weight of the material from which it comes: on the contrary, it seems to free itself from mass, levitate, suggesting a suspended elegance.

Its geometry is born from the encounter between straight lines and curves, between rigor and abandonment.
In this very subtle dialogue, the stone slab – normally destined to remain static – becomes a breathing organism.
Every fold, every twist is a measured variation of light, a way to let shadow become space and space become silence.

It happens like a fragment of architecture revealed, a door that leads not to a place but to a condition.
It happens like an impossible balance, held together by the relationship between gravity and lightness, between matter and void.

Its presence is discreet, almost timid, yet irreducible: it moves without moving, it rotates without rotating.
It is a shape that invites the viewer to walk around it, to discover how the profile changes with every step, as if the sculpture were a time more than an object.