

This jewel-like devotional composition orchestrates abundance through rhythm: concentric ranks of peacocks unfurl like living mandalas, their emerald fans turning the orange ground into a field of ceremonial radiance. At the center, the dark, ornamented deity—flanked by attentive attendants—anchors the patterned cosmos, suggesting a still point of grace around which nature’s splendor endlessly circulates. The surrounding procession of pale cattle along the border functions as a protective frieze, a pastoral counter-chorus that frames the sacred interior with earthly continuity and quiet prosperity. Light here is not modeled but declared through pigment and repetition, transforming the surface into an altar of order, devotion, and fecundity.







