

A precarious totem of prisms, cubes, and cones rises like a quiet manifesto of balance, where each geometric body seems to negotiate its right to occupy space. The artist’s cool green spectrum—sliding from mint to deep forest—turns form into atmosphere, while controlled gradients and crisp edges let light behave as a sculptural material in its own right. Suspended between play and precision, the composition suggests an architecture of thought: ideas stacked, tilted, and recalibrated, held together by tension rather than certainty. In its poised instability, the work becomes a meditation on construction—how order is always one breath away from collapse, and yet still insists on elegance.