Horse Series 315

This frieze-like panorama propels a herd of horses across fractured planes, their bodies broken into angular facets that turn motion into a kind of visual percussion. A cool, nocturnal ground—streaked with slate blues and soot blacks—presses against eruptions of chalky whites and bruised ochres, so each stride feels like it’s carved from moonlight and dust. The pale disc at the right reads as both witness and catalyst, suggesting a relentless tide of time that drives the animals forward even as the composition splinters into memory-like shards. In this tension between wild vitality and formal fragmentation, the work becomes a meditation on freedom chased by inevitability, speed rendered as a beautiful, precarious disassembly.