Untitled 11 (Serene Companions**)

Two sheep, rendered with a tender, stippled fleece and impossibly elongated ears, bow into the picture plane as if listening to the ground’s quiet pulse rather than grazing it. The rhythmic, grasslike bands of green over a rust field flatten the landscape into a patterned stage, while the small, pale moon hangs like a metronome—measuring time, distance, and shared attention. In this pared-back theatre of color and curve, the animals become emblems of gentle vigilance: intimacy without sentimentality, and a calm that feels both pastoral and faintly surreal.