ΚΛΕΟΣ
The body fades, but something remains. Basileus (βασιλεύς) means king, ruler, or sovereign in Ancient Greek. In Ancient Greece, kleos was the glory that endured beyond death, carried forward through memory and story.
ΚΛΕΟΣ (Kleos) — Glory that outlives death.
Collected by Basileus
REMAINS
Quiet traces of what survives after identity, flesh, and memory disappear.
Nine collectors have completed the offering.
Six have used their key to join Remains.
New opportunities to join the collection will emerge over time.
Remains is an ongoing gated 1/1 collection with no predetermined supply. Access is granted through keys issued by Baku, allowing collectors to acquire works as they emerge. Each artwork will be revealed over time, following the natural rhythm of the artists’ creation process.
About the Body of Work.
The three artworks in Shedding are, for me, an ode to what we choose not to see.
To that discreet, almost trivial presence whose insidious nature seeps into every aspect of life. Ignored, the problem grows. Addressed earlier, it might have faded.
Seeing clearly requires confronting discomfort, so we look away. We root ourselves in the familiar. But that comfort comes at a cost.
In silence, it does not disappear. It becomes more voracious and intensifies over time.
THE VOID
Main Collection.
About the Body of Work.
I seek to explore the duality in this question:
Do we sink, or do we rise?
There is a tension here that continues to draw me in, between dissolution and formation, erasure and emergence. I try to stay within that in-between space, within this shifting abstraction, and to find a sense of comfort in the discomfort it creates.
The viewer’s interpretation is essential.
It is the key.
It is also limited, because it remains subjective.
And that is exactly where the depth of this exploration begins for me, in the acceptance of fluidity, in the fertile discomfort of not knowing.
In the space where knowledge becomes not a prison but a passage, a quieter kind of knowing takes shape, one formed more by questions than by answers.
It is neither a complete absence nor a full arrival. It is a threshold, not empty but charged with tension.
Do we sink, or do we rise?
