Old Memory (The Rooster Pose)

Set against a burnished field of ochre, two cobalt-toned bodies fold inward in perfect symmetry, their bowed postures becoming a ritual of mirrorhood where human anatomy slips seamlessly into avian instinct. The severed, rooster-like heads press together at the center like a private collision of pride and vulnerability, while the lone bird hovering above—circled and measured as if by a sacred diagram—casts the scene as both specimen and ceremony. This triangulation of gaze and geometry turns the image into an inquiry about dominance, mating display, and self-recognition: a choreography where identity is not worn, but molted. The warm ground intensifies the surreal theater, making the blues feel bruise-deep and the reds flare like warning, desire, and ancestral myth in the same breath.