Untitled 1 (Dreamscape)

Split between a pale, open day and a compressed nocturne, the composition stages a quiet passage from innocence into awareness, as if time itself were hinged down the center. The long, black, red‑ringed serpent-like form sutures the two worlds, reading as both omen and connective vein—an undercurrent of desire or dread that binds the clustered, totemic creatures to a shared fate. Sparse clouds, a thin crescent moon, and drifting insects punctuate the air with fragile motion, while the textural, etched surfaces of the figures give them the gravity of weathered memory rather than simple fantasy. What begins as whimsical fauna settles into an allegory of community under pressure: bodies pressed together, eyes turned outward, listening for the same approaching change.