Working at the edge of legibility, this practice deploys the motif of the swarm—particularly thousands of black paper butterflies—as a form of visual language that resists fixed meaning, turning repetition into a system of affective semiotics, the immersive installations do not represent flight but embody dispersion, chaos, migration and memory, enveloping architecture in a black cloud that hovers between beauty and unease, here, the swarm becomes both archive and erasure, a way to speak through abstraction charged with political tension, where form is emotional, not decorative.
