



In a hush of velvety indigo and bruised charcoal, a column of dark orbs rises like a quiet litany, each form absorbing light while the surrounding haze seems to exhale it back. The composition balances ascension and groundingβan upper sphere hovering with planetary authority, a smaller node as breath or pulse, and a seated base that reads as both body and stone. Through its granular, weathered surface the piece suggests timeβs abrasion, turning the minimalist geometry into a meditation on presence: how the self gathers, aligns, and dissolves into the larger field of night.







