



A monumental, half-lit visage of the Buddha emerges from a circular field like a moon of consciousness, its closed eyes holding a silence that feels both intimate and immeasurable. Cool ash-blues and warm earthen ambers split the face into two temporalities—meditation and memory—while crimson blooms and smoky abrasions suggest the world’s noise pressing against inner stillness. The surrounding wash of translucent whites reads like veils of breath or peeling fresco, framing serenity as something continually revealed, weathered, and renewed. In this tension between icon and erosion, the work proposes enlightenment not as escape, but as a steady center that persists through stain, fracture, and time.







