Molten Residue
Scorched mineral dust and a heavy scent of ozone hang over the workbench where liquid gold refuses to settle. The molten metal escapes porcelain fissures, pooling like mercury across dark wood and fine cracks in the surface. These concentric rings of weathered copper suggest that mending an object requires more than just filling its gaps; it demands a complete restructuring of its geometry. As the repair attempt spills into new, chaotic patterns, the once-steady lines of the work begin to dissolve into something entirely different.