Untitled 2 (Sacred Tree)

A monumental tree rises like a congregation of bodies, its charcoal-dark trunks splitting and rejoining as if memory itself has taken root. Bands of vermilion thread and cloth cinch the limbs and cinch the base into a taut, basket-like weave, transforming the natural form into a vessel of vows—at once protective binding and quiet constraint. Against a lucid, open sky the red becomes a pulse of ritual and urgency, suggesting community devotion inscribed onto nature, where reverence leaves visible knots and obligations. The composition holds a tense beauty: gravity in the dense, textured bark, release in the airy blue, and meaning suspended in every wrapped turn of fiber.