Ceiba is a conceptual family portrait hand-carved from walnut and silver, drawn from a recurring childhood ritual: passing the Ceibo tree on the way to my childhood park, my father would break off a thorn and hand it to me. That gesture, part tenderness, part transgression, becomes the seed of the work. The ceiba’s spiked bark, once protective, is now fragmented and held. The sculpture reflects on a complicated paternal bond, where care came through rupture, and memory is both offered and wounded. A relic of intimacy, made from what was once armor.