Untitled 2 (Lotus Pond)

This composition turns the water’s surface into a tessellated field of luminous blues, where each ripple reads like a deliberate brush-mark and the pond becomes a patterned cosmos rather than a literal place. Against that vibrating ground, the lotus leaves and blush-pink blooms rise as quiet declarations of life—soft verticals punctuating a horizontal drift—suggesting resilience and renewal within an ever-moving, indifferent current. The heightened, almost jewel-like palette suspends the scene between observation and reverie, as if nature is being remembered more than recorded.