

This composition unleashes two horses in mid-stride as if cut from shifting planes of memory—white and ochre bodies colliding with angular shards that fracture the ground beneath them into a restless, almost tectonic rhythm. A blazing red sun hangs like an urgent pulse over the scene, compressing time and heat into a single emblem that turns the gallop into a metaphor for endurance and pursuit. The interplay of sharp geometric wedges with sweeping musculature creates a tension between freedom and containment, suggesting nature’s instinct moving through a world increasingly defined by constructed order.







