



A dreamlike aquatic tableau unfolds in translucent washes of sea-glass green, where a monumental, checkered fish drifts like a floating reliquary—part vessel, part memory—its patterned skin asserting order against the liquid uncertainty of the depths. Above it, a second fish blooms with a constellation of watchful eyes, turning the act of seeing into a quiet fable about awareness and vulnerability, while pale lotus forms punctuate the water as meditations on purity amid sediment and drift. The composition balances weight and suspension: clustered reds and charcoal blocks anchor the lower field like submerged architecture, suggesting a city of the unconscious where small symbols—spirals, marks, and currents—whisper of time, metamorphosis, and fragile refuge.







