Water Lilies 60 (Fiery Water Lilies)

A narrow river of molten gold cleaves the darkened surface, turning the pond into a threshold where night and illumination negotiate their boundaries. The lotus blooms—small, deliberate constellations—rise from a field of drifting pads, their ember-red petals echoing the glow while resisting its intensity with quiet poise. Composed as a vertical passage, the work invites the eye to travel upward through heat and shadow, suggesting renewal not as spectacle but as a steady, inward awakening.