

This image turns a canopy of bare branches into a mirrored, almost mandalic architecture, where natureβs disorder is disciplined into a ritual of symmetry. The cool, dusk-like palette and the stark black tracery create a charged negative space at the center, suggesting a portal or watchful presence that hovers between cathedral and inkblot. In that oscillation, the work speaks to the mindβs insistence on finding patternβhow the forest becomes both refuge and omen when perception is folded back on itself.







