Untittled 4 (Celestial Dance**)

Rendered in luminous white lines against a velvety black ground, the scene reads like an etched nocturne where myth and instinct share the same fragile air. The winged, horse-headed woman advances with a solemn, almost ritual gravity, her drapery and plumage flowing into one another as if identity itself were a kind of metamorphosis. Around her, birds and beasts gather in uneasy proximity—at once guardians and witnesses—turning the composition into a quiet tribunal of nature where tenderness and threat coexist. The work’s scratch-like mark-making animates every surface with nervous energy, suggesting that the boundary between human and animal, dream and waking, is not crossed but continuously redrawn.