Chicken 3

Rendered with the economy of ink and the hush of untouched paper, this small congregation of hens becomes a meditation on presence—each body a soft, imperfect wash suspended between movement and stillness. The lone black figure at the left reads as both anchor and outsider, its dense silhouette counterpointing the airy greys to the right, while the bright red combs puncture the quiet field like brief flashes of thought or desire. Scattered specks and pale shadows suggest pecked earth and passing time, turning a humble barnyard scene into an elegy for belonging, separation, and the delicate choreography of everyday life.