Untitled 3 (Cosmic Tapestry)

This composition stages a quiet cosmology of concentric orbs, each one pulsing from a pinprick of light as if thought itself were radiating outward in slow, deliberate waves. Bands of deep violet and bruised crimson divide the field like horizons, turning the circles into suspended planets that hover between intimacy and infinity. The obsessive, spiraling mark-making compresses time into texture—suggesting memory, breath, and repetition—while the shifting scale of forms proposes a living system where the smallest glints carry the same gravity as the largest bodies. In its restrained palette and hypnotic rhythms, the work becomes a meditation on interconnectedness: discrete selves held in a shared atmospheric tide.