Sold (The Gallop)

A solitary horse, rendered in bruised violets and acidic greens, emerges as both body and apparition—its bowed head and arched spine forming a quiet elegy of endurance. The composition is fractured by hard, scaffold-like lines and scratched gestures, as if the animal is held within an urban lattice or a psychological cage, where movement becomes resistance rather than escape. Light is not naturalistic but electrical, flickering in ochres and teal; it chisels the musculature into restless facets, suggesting strength under pressure and the dignity of survival amid confinement. In this tension between painterly ferocity and tender vulnerability, the horse becomes a symbol of instinct trying to breathe inside constructed order.