Solitude 7 (Sun, Moon, and Pyramid)

A vast field of sun-struck yellow holds a spare geometry in suspension, where a muted triangle reads like a distant monument and a pale, cropped sun hovers with deliberate restraint. The heavy red plane rising from the lower edge interrupts the airy expanse, turning the horizon into a threshold between heat and gravity, meditation and urgency. With its reduced forms and tonal tension, the work becomes a quiet allegory of orientation—how we navigate longing, distance, and the stark clarity that follows when narrative is stripped to essentials.