SUCCESSION OF POWER

Power is rarely a possession—it is a passage.
It moves through generations like breath, carried not only by individuals but by the weight of lineage, education, and memory. What seems singular is often collective; what feels permanent is always in motion.

The horse, poised in mid-stride, embodies this flow.
A symbol of both elegance and force, it mirrors the knight on the chessboard—an unpredictable mover, shaping the rhythm of play through strategy and sacrifice.
Around it, toppled kings and scattered pieces remind us that authority is never absolute.
The board itself is an engine, each piece—pawn or king—essential to its turning.

Here, power is not domination, but succession: a relay of roles, sacrifices, and decisions that extend beyond the individual.
Just as fragrance lingers after its source has gone, the traces of power remain, shifting shape as they pass from one hand to the next.