Untitled 4 (Silent Zebra)

Set against an impossibly saturated blue, the zebra’s elongated body reads like a quiet act of surreal compliance—nature stretched to fit the rigid grammar of road, curb, and sign. The crisp black-and-white striping becomes both camouflage and barcode, a visual metaphor for how living presence is translated into systems of order and control, while the “no horn” emblem hovers as an absurd injunction against voice itself. Soft cloud forms and the flat, patterned ground create a staged calm that feels gently menacing, as if silence and regulation have been aestheticized into a dreamlike civic landscape.