Second Self

Across this grid of quiet variations, humble vessels become actors in a contemplative theatre where presence is measured by its shadow as much as by its form. The burnished ochres and chalky whites glow against a dense red ground, while the looming silhouettes—sometimes protective, sometimes engulfing—stage a meditation on scale, memory, and the way domestic objects accrue psychological weight. By repeating the motif with subtle shifts in contour and spacing, the work turns still life into ritual: each panel a small proof that meaning is never fixed, only re-seen through changing light and inner weather.