Untitled 9 (Footprint Ascension)

Set against a field of incandescent red, the solitary footprint becomes both relic and proclamation—an index of presence that feels at once intimate and monumental. The triangular ground reads like a calibrated altar or warning sign, its earthen gold holding the body’s trace in uneasy balance between the sacred and the forensic. Above it, a fractured arc of black, white, and electric blue hovers like a storm-scar or protective halo, splitting the space into tensioned zones of threat and benediction. The work stages a quiet ritual of passage: a single step suspended between consequence and transcendence, where color operates as emotion and geometry as fate.