So many encounters with others—intimate, brief, or incidental—pass through and fade, leaving behind only traces. A gesture, a glance, a shift in breath or posture. These fragments linger in the body and mind, forming a quiet, internal archive of touch, influence, and exchange. These drawings are, in a way, maps of intimacy and memory—accumulations of what can’t always be named but still held. They function as a kind of record: not of facts or events, but of emotional and relational residue. In making them, I am reaching toward the ephemeral, honoring the unseen forces that shape the self through proximity, touch, and absence.