Alarm Clock, 2025
agar, steel, wood

Around 9 am in Betty’s home, light from the stained glass window at the foot of the staircase would cast an aura—marking the beginning of the day.

The women I documented - from the ladder - share alignment with Betty, connected by time and the cyclical rhythm of light.

This sculpture is a quiet tracker of those days spent in Betty’s home, and how the architecture of a space shapes our relationship to time.