Untitled 53 (Rhythmic Convergence)

A monumental, beast-like form is built from quilted bands of color and dense stippled patterning, turning the body into a moving tapestry where ornament becomes anatomy. Across the open white field, faint line-drawn birds, wavering marks, and hovering totemic silhouettes create a porous atmosphere—part dreamscape, part cosmology—so the creature seems to carry an entire environment on its back. The sinuous serpent-arc above acts like a protective roofline or ancestral thread, binding disparate symbols into a single procession of memory. What emerges is a meditation on containment and belonging: the weight of tradition rendered not as burden, but as radiant shelter.