Supernatural Bliss (Untitled)

This composition gathers a procession of human forms into a single, tessellated rhythm, where bodies dissolve into interlocking planes that feel both architectural and tenderly unstable. Cool blues and sea-glass greens press against sanded ochres, suggesting a shoreline or threshold space in which community is held together by light rather than by line. The repeated circular motifs read like quiet drums or halos—tokens of shared labor and ritual—turning the crowd into a collective pulse rather than a set of individual portraits. In its measured fragmentation, the work speaks to how identity is assembled: not as a fixed outline, but as a chorus of overlapping gestures moving toward the same horizon.