Avatara

Rendered in velvety graphite and smoky washes, the infant’s curled body becomes a quiet altar of vulnerability, held in suspension between tenderness and foreboding shadow. A mandala-like disc at the crown and the chakra emblems descending the torso suggest identity being inscribed before language—spirit mapped onto flesh—while the surrounding haze of thin, cross-like verticals reads as an anxious landscape of witnesses or markers. The handwritten script floats like a half-remembered prayer, turning the portrait into a meditation on inheritance: how belief, history, and unseen forces cradle the newborn even as they weigh upon it.