UPCYCLING § OBJECTS
These works begin somewhere else. A piece of wood. A discarded object. A mannequin’s hand. An electric meter that once counted someone’s daily life. A clock that refuses to stop. I collect what has already lived. Then I cut, assemble, paint, reassemble. Not to restore — but to redirect. Function becomes fiction. Utility becomes gesture. Memory becomes form. Some elements remain recognizable. Others lose their original purpose completely. This is not recycling. It’s transformation with a sense of humor. Objects don’t retire here. They change roles. Built by hand — from what was once overlooked, misplaced, or simply waiting for another story. — Sof
