The Gazing Vessel 

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Silence before the gaze.

Close both eyes. The third one opens.

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Who is watching whom— you may never know.

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The depth has no name. Only a direction.

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In autumn 2025, the work began again. That winter—

the Eye Series: Ode to Scars, Liminal Smile, The Gazing Vessel. Three at once, as clay demands.

The eye is an obsession. First, the clay was set free.

Then, when the moment came— the form was sharpened.