



A monumental hand rises from a field of muted whites and ash-greys, its warm umber flesh rendered with devotional care, as if the body itself were a vessel for contemplation. Etched within the palm, the βOmβ glyph becomes both a pulse and a portalβan intimate mantra held in the most human of formsβwhile the surrounding web of pale, map-like lines suggests memory, pilgrimage, or the invisible circuitry of belief. The composition balances tenderness and authority: the open gesture offers benediction and refuge, yet the red band below smolders like earthly urgency, reminding us that transcendence is always negotiated within lived, imperfect ground.







