Pneuma reflects on the sacredness of the present moment, on the mystery of inner transformation, and on the soul’s capacity to evolve despite the fleeting nature of time.
The work suggests that even within impermanence there is an ongoing search for balance and meaning.
The hourglass, filled with white sage ash, becomes the symbol of a cycle that renews itself. The ash—subtle, fragile—evokes a life interrupted, yet not erased; a presence that continues in another form. Here, ash becomes the metaphor of an existence that did not have time to unfold completely, and yet leaves a deep imprint—like a breath that does not fade, but transforms.
The geometric base in satin aluminum, composed of interwoven triangles, represents a force that sustains without confining the essence of life as it flows.
Pneuma is an object that fits naturally within the hands, as if holding a small universe: time, memory, and ash contained within a transparent sphere—delicate, yet tangible.
A sacred time that can be touched and turned, not to measure it, but to contemplate it.
The poem accompanying the work becomes the guardian of that sacred silence, amplifying the intensity of the breath that moves through every moment, every gesture of transformation.

Pneuma

I touched time —
the one that runs,
the one that remains.

I breathed the silence,
the kind that settles where emptiness burns.

I felt the weightless weight of a soul,
its measure within nothingness.

And there,
where it seemed to end,
everything began.

I embraced it —
not to hold,
just to let it flow.

What is it that keeps the world together?
Perhaps
a breath.