

A dreamlike cosmology unfolds where botanical forms rise like stained-glass flames, counterbalanced by a winged, hybrid figure whose gesture reads as both invocation and surrender. The composition drifts between diagram and myth: crisp geometric scaffolds, dotted vectors, and floating spheres suggest systems of knowledge, while the soft paper grain and muted pastel atmosphere keep the scene porous, as if thought itself were evaporating into symbols. Below, an encased reclining body becomes a quiet counterpoint—an image of vulnerability or incubation—so the entire work oscillates between ascent and containment, spirit and anatomy, intuition and structure. In this suspended space, meaning is not declared but negotiated, asking the viewer to read the world as an interlaced archive of memory, science, and metamorphosis.







