Untitled 3 (Urban Sanctuary)

Framed by open casements, the scene turns the window into a quiet threshold where the domestic and the distant city dissolve into the same honeyed atmosphere. A sepia wash blooms like memory-stain across rooftops and clouds, while the birds—poised, dipping, and mid-flight—animate the stillness with fleeting decisions of arrival and departure. The water bowl becomes a small sanctuary, reflecting a gentler economy of living amid an architectural horizon that feels both real and dream-recalled. In this suspended light, the work speaks of refuge and transience: how tenderness can be found in brief gatherings, even as the wider world remains softly unresolved beyond the frame.