Meditation 182 (The Cosmic Egg)

The work stages a quiet cosmology: concentric bands of ash, pearl, and ochre expand from a small, icon-like core, as if breath or sound were made visible and released into space. A sober, gridded periphery—stitched with muted blues and earthen blacks—contains the radiance, turning the square frame into both sanctuary and instrument of measurement. The slight puncture of red near the apex reads like a compass point or warning signal, insisting that this meditation is not escapist but oriented—an interior map where devotion, time, and matter revolve in disciplined harmony.