Chasing The Time

This layered composition entwines the sensuous immediacy of the horse’s flowing mane with the cool, inexorable geometry of the clock face, turning motion itself into a meditation on time’s quiet dominion. Muted teals and weathered grays suggest patina and memory, while the warm, luminous body of the smaller horse reads like a fleeting apparition—an embodiment of desire, freedom, or youth suspended at the edge of disappearance. The diagonals of hair and haze soften the rigid numerals, as if life’s pulse were trying to blur the boundaries of measured hours. In that tension, the work proposes a tender paradox: vitality is most radiant precisely where it is most perishable.