

This hypnotic mandala of tessellated color stages a vibration between order and vertigo, where concentric rings pull the eye inward as if toward a quiet, luminous core. The checkerboard fragments behave like facets of a rotating prism—warm reds and ambers sparring with cool blues and greens—so that light feels not painted but engineered, refracting across a disciplined grid. The composition’s centrifugal pressure suggests both the mechanized pulse of the modern world and a meditative diagram of perception, turning vision itself into the subject. In its measured repetition, the work proposes that harmony is not stillness but a calibrated, ecstatic motion.







