Tree (Convergence)

A pale, suspended disc hovers like a mute moon above a sequence of descending chevrons, each band darkened into velvety purples and greys that draw the eye inward with ceremonial gravity. The strict symmetry and the central seam suggest an altar or threshold, where layered planes of weathered texture read as accumulated time—scarred, sanded, and quietly enduring. Light is not cast so much as absorbed, turning the geometry into a contemplative funnel that narrows toward a pointed convergence, as if the work stages a passage from exterior noise into interior stillness. In its restrained palette and architectural calm, the piece becomes a meditation on order: a disciplined shelter for ambiguity, held between ascent and descent.