124 (Collective)

A constellation of interlocked figures drifts across a warm ochre field, their bodies flattened into lyrical compartments of blue, mauve, charcoal, and ember, as if memory has been cut into stained-glass fragments and reassembled. The dominant face anchors the composition like a calm oracle, while surrounding profiles and hands braid into one another, suggesting intimacy that is both sheltering and claustrophobic—community as embrace and entanglement. Curvilinear outlines and patterned fills create a quiet rhythmic pulse, turning the crowd into a single organism where individual identities remain visible yet perpetually negotiated within the shared space.