Two figures, or perhaps only one doubled through gesture. A body holds a body, yet both remain suspended in partial disappearance. The woman’s face dissolves or is obscured with a blur, the infant swaddled in chromatic sediment that simultaneously becomes the woman’s arm. Their identities are never fully legible.

The fabric here is not clothing but accumulation, a palimpsest that performs the labor of concealment as much as revelation. The “return” is therefore uncertain, perhaps a return of memory, of flesh, of an image, or possibly nothing definable at all, an endless cycle of presence perpetually slipping away.

Within the series, the work amplifies the paradox of figures as archives or placeholders, participants in a visibility that resists completion. The Return gestures toward continuity, but offers only fragments, in an embrace that obscures as much as it discloses.