Civilization 1 (The Cosmic Man)

Suspended in a rust-red atmosphere of clouded memory, a Vitruvian-like figure radiates from a circular halo of lights—part theatre marquee, part cosmological dial—turning the human body into an instrument of measure and myth. Streetlamps and drifting pictographs hover at the margins like fragments of civilization, suggesting that illumination can be both guidance and surveillance, both knowledge and longing. The composition stages a quiet tension between ancient inscription and modern infrastructure, as if the work is asking whether progress expands our reach or simply redraws the same eternal circle around us.