31/12/2025
This is not a bonsai, it is the memory of a gesture. A sculpture that does not seek to imitate nature, but to honor the way of listening to it. Each element knows its place, even in asymmetry, even in apparent disorder. This sculpture is a silent tribute. A raw, deliberately stripped down version, in memory of Luat, master of slow time. Here, the ceramic remembers his hands. It does not speak Luat’s name. It lets it circulate, gently, through the spaces he taught us to respect.
