My Dear Le Corbusier is a playful homage to—and gentle critique of—the seriousness of modernist design. A human skull wearing Le Corbusier-inspired round glasses and a bright polka-dot bow tie emerges from a geometric wooden structure, bringing together mortality, humor, and architecture. The rigid, rational form of the base contrasts with the absurd personality of the figure above it, questioning the idea that design must always be purely functional or solemn. By confronting an icon of modernism with the inevitability of death, the piece suggests that movements, theories, and even their masters eventually pass, while creativity, humor, and human expression remain.
