

In this monochrome reverie, zebras emerge as calm anchors amid a torrent of tentacular, botanical forms that curl and coil like thoughts refusing to settle. The disciplined cadence of stripes is echoed—and then disrupted—by spiraling membranes and dotted pods, creating a visual dialogue between order and delirium, nature and the subconscious. Negative space becomes a luminous breath between pressures, while the dense, inked textures suggest an ecosystem that is as much psychological as it is wild. The scene reads like a meditation on survival and perception: familiar bodies navigating an environment that continuously mutates around them.







