This evocative sculpture is a testament to a life spent in constant motion, shaped by the ever-changing landscapes of travel, loss, and self-discovery. The foundation is built from books, each one resonating with themes of home, journey, and identity. Suspended above them, a weathered wooden bridge burns with the imprint of shifting terrains, a visual representation of the artist’s nomadic experience. At its center, two fractured halves of a head divide the scene, symbolizing both fragmentation and resilience. In the spotlight of this broken passage, a single sprout emerges from a crack in the sidewalk—a moment frozen in time, representing the artist’s experience of homelessness. It recalls a day of despair when a ray of light illuminated a simple weed, offering an unexpected spark of hope and the will to move forward. Dangling from delicate chains, faded photographs capture glimpses of past travels and abandoned homes, echoes of fleeting shelters and lost places. At the heart of the composition, an open book—The Windwalker—bears an inscription from the artist’s mother, revealing the origin of her name. This treasured book, the only possession carried through homelessness and uncertainty, serves as an anchor to belonging, a connection between past and present, rootlessness and home. Through this deeply personal assemblage, the artist weaves a story of survival, transformation, and the enduring power of words to guide us through the winds of life.