



The work unfolds like a visionary reliquary, where a peacock’s spiraling body becomes both shelter and threshold, cradling a miniature city that glows with the warmth of remembered belonging. Ornamental patterning and layered plumage tighten into a protective vortex, while the sharp geometry of clustered rooftops punctures the softness of mist and flowered growth, suggesting civilization as something both cultivated and precarious. A radiant spectrum—cool blues dissolving into embered reds—stages a passage from calm to ignition, as if the bird carries dawn and dusk at once, holding the tension between instinctive guardianship and the fragile architecture of human dreams.







