A curator asked her, "How do you decide what to keep?"
One rainy evening she opened an old sketchbook and found a single page where she'd once scribbled three words: "Simplify. Breathe. Let go." It read like a dare. simplify 3d
At the final show, Maya arranged her pieces not by theme but by silence. They were small altars to restraint: a tilted cube, a bird with one wing, a skyline that leaned into negative space. Visitors lingered, not because there was more to see, but because there was room to imagine. A curator asked her, "How do you decide what to keep