Untitled 5 (Tea Time in Wonderland)

This work unfolds like a dream-map of the city’s inner life, where biomorphic towers and vessel-like forms interlock into a single, pulsing architecture of memory. Saturated greens, teals, and bruised violets are stitched with dotted and spiral textures, turning surface into a tactile record of time—at once ornamental and quietly uneasy. The small cyclists at the base anchor the scale of the scene, suggesting human passage through systems far larger than the individual, while the encircling black contour reads as both boundary and protective skin. Light behaves less as illumination than as seepage, implying that what we inhabit is not merely built space but an atmosphere of sensation, ritual, and recurring desire.