

Draped in ceremonial reds and golds, the bull becomes less an animal than a vessel of lived tradition—its ornamented face catching the light like a reliquary, dignified and quietly burdened. The handler is rendered in softened silhouette, pushed to the edge of the frame so that presence is felt more than declared, suggesting devotion, duty, and an intimacy forged through daily ritual. Against the spare, pale ground, color operates as memory and identity, allowing the textiles’ saturated folds to speak for a culture carried forward through touch, labor, and reverence.







