In Ephemeral Etchings, the grandeur of urban murals succumbs to the inexorable pull of time, their intricate forms dissolving amid rain-slicked concrete and encroaching vines. Drawing on wabi-sabi’s embrace of imperfection, the work captures a serene melancholy, where creation and erasure dance in desaturated hues of fading memory. This vertical composition evokes mono no aware, reminding us of beauty’s fleeting whisper in the city’s relentless cycle.
