Matsya

Suspended in a dense wash of green, the composition reads like a half-remembered diagram—part map, part reliquary—where a cross-like axis pins drifting fragments into uneasy order. The fish-figure, stylized and almost heraldic, hovers between myth and specimen, its presence counterweighted by faint script that suggests testimony or incantation rather than legible record. Subtle abrasions of light and the weighty, earthen reds at the base create a quiet tension: a world that wants to be archived and understood, yet remains fluid, submerged, and spiritually unresolved.