Birds 11

Two stylized trees—one blazing in earthen reds, the other cooling into river-blue—stand like complementary forces, their interlaced canopies forming a single breathing architecture of life. The repeated, hand-marked textures on trunk and leaf turn the surface into a quiet rhythm, suggesting memory, labor, and the ritual care of a lived landscape. Small, bright birds punctuate the foliage as messengers of movement and song, holding the white negative space as a luminous pause where nature’s abundance feels both ordered and joyfully untamed. In this balanced symmetry, the work reads as a tender allegory of coexistence: difference not as division, but as harmony made visible.