Sharabha

This imagined lion-angel stands in profile like a relic from a private mythology, its body rendered with an earthy tenderness while the mane becomes a dense, swirling architecture of line. Behind the bowed head, concentric rings and a green burst read as both halo and radiating thought—an inner sun that turns the creature’s posture into an act of reverence rather than dominance. The single wing, lightly brushed in olive, suggests a restrained ascent, as if power here is measured by composure and spiritual weight. In the spare ground and wavering horizon, the figure feels suspended between land and dream, a guardian of thresholds where instinct and grace negotiate a quiet truce.