Untitled 11 (Intersecting Realities)

This geometric abstraction stages a quiet drama between orbit and architecture, where warm terracotta planes and saffron halos seem to rotate around a single, precise point of focus. Triangular forms intersect like folded facets of light, their softened edges and granular texture suggesting memory rather than hard construction, as if the composition were weathered by time and heat. The small white node and crisp linear accents act as a measured breath—an axis of intention—holding the surrounding turbulence in poised equilibrium and turning motion into meditation.