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Aeterna Umbra

Natalia Tykhoniuk

2025 • Switzerland

13(L) x 14(H) x 11(D)in

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Natalia Tykhoniuk

Switzerland

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Artwork details

Medium : Acrylic, Paper Without Stand
Dimensions : Length: 12.6in, Height: 13.8in, Depth: 10.6in

About this artwork

Aeterna Umbra is a sculptural relic shaped by the silent endurance of the earth — a biomorphic vessel where surface becomes memory, and form holds the slow pulse of time.

Hand-formed from recycled paper clay, its skin is dense and stratified, layered with deep browns, ash tones, and muted highlights recalling burnt soil, ancient stone, and the lingering embers of forgotten landscapes. Every crack and rugged elevation speaks the silent language of… erosion, decay, and regeneration.

This piece does not imitate nature — it is born from it. With its raw organic textures and elemental finish, Aeterna Umbra invites stillness and touch, becoming a quiet axis where space breathes through weight and silence. It is not a vessel of function, but of presence — an echo of earth’s enduring spirit suspended in form.

Part of the Terrac Spheria collection, Aeterna Umbra is a timeless fragment — unearthed by hand and memory, and bearing the silent endurance of the earth.

Natalia Tykhoniuk

Switzerland

Credentials

Favorited by galleries
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Works on commission

I was born in a city that no longer exists as it was. Mariupol — once sea and sand, now ash and absence. Yet even what disappears leaves its trace. That trace is what I follow.
I live now in Zurich, but my hands still carry the earth of elsewhere. I grind straw, soil, bark, ash into matter that resists beauty. These are not materials chosen—they are what remains.
I am close to Arte Povera, because in the poverty of matter lies genius: the truth that nothing is too small to hold memory. I am close to wabi-sabi, because time itself writes through imperfection, through cracks, through silence.
My vessels and wall pieces are not objects. They are witnesses. Companions of dust and silence. Fragile, yet enduring. They stay when all else is gone.

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