Untitled 3 (Abyss)

Suspended in a granular column of light, two elongated bodies drift with a grave, almost ceremonial stillness, while a ring of figures at the margins contorts in a restless orbit—witnesses, seekers, or fragments of the same psyche cast outward. The monochrome palette and stippled atmosphere turn space into a dense medium, as if breath, dust, and memory have thickened into a single field where gravity is emotional rather than physical. At the base, the small, luminous basin reads like a portal or offering, suggesting that this levitation is not escape but passage—an ambiguous rite between dissolution and rebirth, solitude and collective longing.