

Framed within a circular vignette, the fox-headed figure becomes a poised avatar of instinct placed gently against the rigid grammar of the city—its stacked, gridded architecture pressing in like a measured pulse. The restrained palette of dusty rose, slate, and muted ochre softens the urban density into a dreamlike stage, where the body’s languid, seated curve offers a quiet rebuttal to the surrounding vertical insistence. A small car floating at the periphery reads less as transport than as emblem—of momentum, aspiration, or escape—hovering like a thought that never quite lands. In this tension between animal presence and manufactured skyline, the work suggests an inner life negotiating modernity: vigilant, elegant, and slightly unreal, as though identity itself were a collage of city and wildness.
| Country Of Origin | vigilant, elegant, and slightly unreal, as though identity itself were a collage of city and wildness. |







