Faceless Neighbour

We are accustomed to first encounters beginning with faces a glance, a smile, an introduction. Yet within the quiet anonymity of a public loo, presence is announced differently: through the glimpse of a foot beneath the partition, or the subtle echo of a sound. There is something poetic in this inversion a meeting that begins not with the face, but with the trace of a body, a noise, a gesture. It was from this quiet, often overlooked moment that this work first took shape.