As I rethink the relationship between my body and the earth, human and non-human entities, I realise how my perception of the inherent fragility of human consciousness intersects with the processes of drawing. This medium allows me to resist homogenous time and instead experience it within and outside my body through the gestures of mark-making as a mediator. Each trace I draw is a sediment, archiving my gestures and continuously forming the stratigraphic layers of my drawings. I perceive sediments as rock fragments or metaphors for the insignificant traces and memories accumulated through our embodied living experiences. As a being, I have magnetite rocks growing in my head, hematite flowing in my blood, carbonates in my bones, and crystalline geodes in my kidneys. I am, in a way, a becoming of a rock fragment, too.