Aleph

I saw a circle of dry soil within a sidewalk where there had once been a tree, (…) I saw the earth in the Aleph, and the Aleph once more in the earth and the earth in the Aleph, saw my face and my viscera, saw your face, and I felt dizzy, and I wept, because my eyes had seen that secret, hypothetical object whose name has been usurped by men but which no man has ever truly looked upon: the inconceivable universe.

J.L. Borges

80 kg of willow charcoal embody a transformation of drawing and image into matter. What begins as representation becomes a physical and tangible presence. Through its weight, volume, and corporeality, the work shifts from representation towards presence.