

This work stages the horse as a fugitive force—rendered in grayscale yet charged with velocity—where fractured brushstrokes and torn-edged planes make the body feel both assembled and perpetually breaking free. The composition drives laterally like a gallop, but its movement is repeatedly interrupted by blocks of black, flashes of ochre, and cool blue ruptures that read as emotional weather: urgency colliding with restraint, instinct scraping against structure. What emerges is a meditation on freedom under pressure, as if the animal’s momentum is not only physical but psychological—an insistence on life pushing through the noise of modern surfaces.







