Ghostcharcoals’ portraits look like they’re drawn from smoke. Crumble expands on that fragility – works that hover between visibility and erasure, leaving faces half-formed and haunting.
Each piece feels like it’s fading as you look at it, which makes seeing them in person feel urgent. The charcoal stains, the scratches, the human blur – all of it hits harder in Kura’s clean, bright setting.
