



Concentric rings pulse outward from a darkened nucleus, while crisp chevrons cut across the field like calibrated beams, forcing the eye to oscillate between expansion and collision. The saturated blues and teals suggest depth and cool respiration, yet the warm yellows and pinks flare like warning signals, turning pure geometry into a lived, almost bodily rhythm. In this tension between circle and angle, the work stages a meditation on focusβhow perception is simultaneously drawn to a center and fractured by competing vectorsβuntil the image becomes a map of attention itself.







