Horse Series 228

Two white horses surge across the surface like cut-outs of pure momentum, their bodies fractured into angular planes that turn anatomy into rhythm and resolve. The blazing red disc behind them reads at once as sun, alarm, and stage-light, pressing urgency into the scene while black geometric blocks act as hard edges of constraint—walls the eye must leap with the animals. Scumbled whites and smoky greys soften the violence of these shapes, so the image oscillates between freedom and containment, as if speed itself were a brief act of emancipation against an encroaching, constructed world.