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Against a field of incandescent red, zebra bodies fracture into ornament and metamorphose into serpentine ribbons, as though the animal is being rewritten into pure pattern and rhythm. The stark black‑and‑white striping becomes a visual pulse, while hornlike forms and curling tendrils choreograph a vertical ascent that feels both celebratory and slightly ominous—part ritual fanfare, part entanglement. By collapsing wildlife into decorative circuitry, the work suggests a tension between nature’s raw presence and the ways culture packages, possesses, and mythologizes it.