Fire

This composition stages a quiet rite of balance, where a centered ember-like sun hovers above a field of tessellated triangles, as if the earth itself were arranged into measured breaths of heat and distance. Bands of ochre, saffron, and rust move laterally like strata and wind, turning the surface into a horizon that both advances and recedes, vibrating with the memory of scorched light. The disciplined geometry feels ceremonial rather than cold—an architecture of warmth—suggesting fire not as destruction, but as a clarifying force that orders perception into calm, elemental rhythm.