Chalk Stubs in Mogaung Lecture Hall

White dust coats the wooden rim of a recessed chalk tray, filled with jagged stubs of black and green chalk broken mid-use. The rough, porous surfaces of the fragments catch the even midday daylight streaming through unseen windows. Behind the tray, a worn wooden desk stretches into soft focus, its grain worn smooth by years of student hands. Muted reflections of the overhead light glint faintly on the polished floorboards running parallel to the desk. The scene holds a quiet stillness, marked by the scattered debris of recent lectures. A sharp edge of green chalk rests against a pile of gray dust, defining the boundary between creation and erasure.