

Arranged like a modern mandala, the work encircles a visceral red coreβpart wound, part seedβso that the viewer reads the worldβs daily labors as orbiting a single, fragile center. Stark black-and-white vignettes of walking, working, and gathering are carved into rhythmic currents, their repetitive lines suggesting both the persistence of community and the tide-like forces that carry it. The limited palette turns contrast into ethics: life is rendered in disciplined monochrome, while the central red insists on consequence, hinting at shared blood, shared burden, and the quiet urgency that binds disparate lives into one human geography.







