Bull I (Majestic Bull under a Red Moon)

Suspended in a field of muted, earthen haze, a shadow-creature seems to drift between emergence and erasure, its form rendered as a soft bruise of charcoal that refuses a stable identity. The single red disc above—part sun, wound, and signal—punctuates the silence with a measured urgency, while the thin crimson stroke at the edge of the figure reads like a pulse escaping the body’s boundary. Sparse marks and faint, almost cartographic notations below suggest a distant ground or memory of place, turning the composition into a meditation on vulnerability: a moment where instinct, omen, and quiet dread briefly align.