In the shade of a workshop patio in Misantla, Mexico, latex dries on wooden frames. The air is heavy, the light keeps shifting. Leaves of banana, guava, and bamboo cast their silhouettes across the surface — always in motion, never still. What begins as a practical gesture, moving the frames to keep them from drying unevenly, becomes a moment of quiet observation.

These works emerge from that interval: a choreography of light, breath, and material. Made with natural latex and iron oxide pigments traditionally used in Mexico to colour the material, the panels translate a fleeting phenomenon into a slow, tactile record.