The sound of one hand clapping consists of 520 fallen leaves suspended individually from fine copper wire, each hovering just above the floor. Collected after they had completed their life cycle, the leaves retain the traces of weathering and decay that shaped them.

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Arranged as a suspended field, the installation is activated by light, air, and the movement of the viewer. The spaces between the leaves become as significant as the leaves themselves, creating a quiet environment that encourages slower looking and embodied attention.

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The title borrows from the Zen koan "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" Like the koan, the work resists explanation, offering instead a space for reflection through direct encounter.

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Each leaf embodies the convergence of innumerable conditions—sunlight, rain, soil, insects, wind, and time. By bringing these overlooked fragments into careful relation, the installation reflects on impermanence, interdependence, and the quiet complexity of the everyday.