Tattvamasi 5

This work stages a quiet confrontation between containment and radiance: a gridded, metallic lattice presses down like an engineered veil, yet the warm, rusted core glows through it with a persistent, ember-like dignity. The circular form reads as both porthole and halo, inviting the eye inward while the cool steel periphery asserts distance, as if memory were being archived behind a screen. Subtle patinas—coppery reds and oxidized greens—suggest time’s slow alchemy, turning industrial matter into something almost devotional, a meditation on how the human spirit leaks through systems meant to regulate it.