Deep within the glacier, time reveals itself in layers; compressed centuries of water, movement and silence. To stand inside its blue heart is to feel both the weight of history and the quiet unease of its passing. The ice doesn’t speak, yet the continuous rumble of falling rocks tells everything.

Frozen Light mirrors this architecture. Layers of glacier images, printed on translucent & 10 gs washi paper, suspended between plexiglas, hold memory the way ice holds memory - strata upon strata, slowly yielding to forces beyond itself. Alongside these sculptures, black-and-white liquid light images carry the raw beauty and melancholy of the landscape; its contrasts of shadow and luminescence, of permanence and loss.

These works do not mourn. They bear witness - to the privilege of what still exists, and the weight of what we stand to lose.