

Set against a velvety night field, the procession of cattle unfolds like a living tapestryβeach figure repeated yet subtly individualized, turning abundance into a meditation on order, stewardship, and cyclical time. Gold and ash-grey bodies pulse in rhythmic rows, their muted sheen echoing the ornamental border so that nature and decoration become inseparable, as if the world itself were being carefully cataloged and cherished. Above, the moon and concentric cloud-bands lend a quiet, cosmological hush, while the lotus band below anchors the scene in ritual purity, suggesting that prosperity is not merely counted but consecrated.







