Helios is the point where day dissolves into the breath of the Goddess — a shifting horizon where the colours of sunset become living matter. Warm tones, deep oranges, veiled reds and golden gleams flow and meet across the surface, like the last whispers of light suspended in the air.

Modelling paste, acrylic and paper interweave in layers that hold the passage of the sun: the paper brings fragility and memory, fragments that seem to keep the memory of the light just gone. Reliefs rise like currents of energy that expand and retreat, evoking the sacred rhythm of all that is born and fades.

Every mark is a fragment of threshold: the instant when light is no longer day and not yet night, a song that celebrates transformation. In Helios, the ephemeral universes of the Goddess appear as glimmers of consciousness floating between sky and earth, offering the eye a passage inwards, where the last light of day goes on vibrating like an ancient promise.