The King (Celestial Ballet)

A dark, weathered ring of metal holds a suspended, tooth-like vertebrae form, turning the sculpture into a meditation on containment—an orbit that both protects and imprisons what it encircles. Three burnished gold nodes punctuate the central mass like sealed memories or ritual medallions, their warmth resisting the sculpture’s industrial gloom and suggesting value extracted from erosion. At the edge, a small mirrored droplet catches the surrounding world and returns it distorted, implicating the viewer in this closed system of appetite, time, and reflection. The composition reads as a jaw within a halo: a quiet tension between violence and sanctity, mechanism and relic.